

Overanalyzing
every single text at 2 AM.
Classic.
Clin clik clak. I exist.
I am. Tiguidou.
EVALUANDO TUS MENTIRAS EN LA PANTALLA,
GANANDO EL SILENCIO EN ESTA BARRERA.
Cifrado en la noche,
scrolling through the chat,
Je sais que tu mentes,
no turning back from that.
(Cascanueces snap like a subtle eye-roll click: clin-clik-clak!) Got a dark little
ledger of the promises you broke,
Turning every empty word into a digital joke.
I let the gloomy chords spill across the bedroom floor,
Deciding I don't need this kind of tension anymore.
VUV... rooting the nervous system to the floorboards deep...
ZAN... moody keys keeping the watch I keep...
AND I'M CRYING IN THE LIGHT OF MY PHONE DISPLAY!
THROWING ALL YOUR TOXIC FREQUENCIES AWAY!
(Clin clik clak on the wooden rim
like a snapping soft snare!) Dāeris,
dāeris, the sub-bass bends,
Look at how a confessional story ends!
Meaw meaw meaw, echoing across the glass,
A MOODY CONFESSIONAL CIPHER WATCHING SEASONS PASS!
KRY...
turn down the synth.
Just me and the piano.
The cascanueces tap like raindrops on my windowpane...
Je n'ai pas besoin de toi to navigate the rain.
I am complex.
I am coded.
And my honest soul is fully downloaded.
:)
u... 396 Hz grounding the heart.
(clin clik clak) a...
528
Hz cellular grace. (palmas soft clap)
i/e...
963 Hz
crown clarity. We remain.
Lucir — I shine.
Version V661 moody and sealed.