

{lonely
resonant bass note and distant distorted feedback} {tape-saturated
lo-fi artifacts} {slow 85 BPM trap pulse builds gradually} I was good
to you, heartbeat at its best Could lay my head down on
the rhythm of your chest Did I not do it for you,
superficially?
Was I just an idea,
living inside your gallery?
I gave you all of myself,
the data is complete Now I’m watching you
moving to a different beat {fragile melodic questioning vocal} {add glitch-shimmer to
one hundred percent} Does she have a better body?
Is that the new design?
Does it satisfy the phantom,
is it better than mine?
When you twist up her sheets,
are you sorry in the dark?
Or does the ghost of my memory leave a hollow,
shallow mark? Loving you was easy,
that’s the weight of the cost Watching it work for her,
while the signal is lost {slow heavy bass pulse} {dense melancholic atmosphere}
{layered harmony ethereal and cutting} Convenient use of type,
obedient eyes
Taking what you took,
feeding me the lies The hows and the whens,
the warning signs I missed Was I just a practice run,
a name on the list?
How’s it feel to watch me break?
To watch the system bleed?
Is her body just a placeholder for the things you need?
{rhythmic biting precise delivery} {rapid-fire vocal chop on how's it feel}
Was I wrong?
Is she right?
Tell me one more lie before I lose the light.
I can’t
help thinking.
I can’t
help the glitch. {beat drops out} {raw dry vocal} {whisper very close-mic
intense}
It doesn't make sense.
It never makes sense.
100% Tiguidou...
in the comparison trap.
{ooh-ooh} {final slow-fading flatline
vocal} {return to raw intimate 2am bedroom studio vibe}