Left On The Floor

Another 3 AM, just me and this blue light.

No cap, the system’s bleeding out tonight.

Your hoodie on the floor still messes with my mind,

Left a digital footprint that I can't leave behind.

The city's blurred outside,

a screen with a cracked face,

FR: Je cherche ton reflet,

mais y'a plus de trace.

Left me in a hollow-state,

zeroed out and bare,

Looking for your ghost in the cold Montreal air.

Trapped inside this data-rot,

a loop I can't erase,

Running through the memories of your familiar face.

ES: Un ciclo infinito que duele sin piedad,

You were my favorite glitch in this fake reality.

Can't you feel the static hearts?

The cold code of the disconnect?

You left my entire world in a total system wreck.

I’m bleeding on the keyboard,

drowning in the screen,

FR: T'étais toute ma vie,

maintenant t'es qu'un routine.

Yeah, it's just a feedback loop,

another disconnect... And I’m still haunted by the things we couldn't fix

yet.

Messages unread, blue checks turned to gray,

You built a brand-new life and just walked away.

While I'm here debugging every word you ever said,

Wandering if you even care that my heart is dead.

ES: Tu amor era un virus,

me mató por dentro,

Now I'm just a phantom in the data center.

Can't you feel the static hearts?

The cold code of the disconnect?

You left my entire world in a total system wreck.

I’m bleeding on the keyboard,

drowning in the screen,

FR: T'étais toute ma vie,

maintenant t'es qu'un routine.

Yeah, it's just a feedback loop,

another disconnect... And I’m still haunted by the things we couldn't fix

yet.

Just lingering in the void...

A glitch in the echo.

FR: C'est la fin du programme. (Tiguidou.)