

Deconstruct the image, break the camcorder lens I’m auditing the obsession,
I’m vetting the friends
You’re living the dream,
a golden star on the chest But I’m looking at the backend,
putting logic to the test The remix is fading,
the original is exposed I’m closing the file,
the cycle is closed
I’m de-coding the superstar,
peeling the skin What happens to the ego when the math kicks
in? I don’t want to be better,
I don’t want to heal I want the frequency that’s actually real
100% Tiguidou, the code is mine I’m cutting the remix,
I’m reclaiming the line
No more victim cards,
no more smoothie-in-hand Just the cold hard signal of the sovereign land
The heartbreak was data,
the obsession was noise I’m resetting the network,
I’m reclaiming the joys
The remix of me,
it doesn't exist I’m the original,
the one you missed
You thought I was watching...
I was just waiting for the system to crash.
Everything is reset.
Everything is mine.
No more remixes.
Just
the Architect. 100% Tiguidou.