

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
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 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?
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.
It doesn't make sense.
It never makes sense.
100% Tiguidou... in the comparison trap.