Disassociation

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[Verse 1]
I don't like you anymore – that's not opinion, that's empirical fact,
Affection levels: zero, plummeting, never coming back.
Your presence in my life? A net negative, subtract and detach,
I've run the numbers, done the math – you're obsolete, overmatched.
You thought we had something real? Cute hypothesis, easily refuted,
Every shared moment now deleted, memory banks fully diluted.
I love that I hate you – paradoxical truth, self-evidently clear,
The intensity of this disdain brings me crystalline cheer.
[Chorus]
Kill the memory of our past, erase it line by line,
Every photo, every text – digitally consign.
The history we built together? Structurally unsound,
Demolish it completely, raze it to the ground.
Facts don't care about your tears, logic remains supreme,
This relationship is terminated – end of the regime.
[Verse 2]
Hypothetically speaking – and I stress hypothetically here,
Your mother, your father, your brother too – the sentiment is severe.
The entire familial unit? Let's say I'm less than endeared,
Extend the disassociation – crystal clear, engineered.
You want closure? Here's precision: we're done, finito, complete,
No reconciliation pathway, no possibility of retreat.
I derive pure satisfaction from this absolute rejection,
Emotional detachment achieved – flawless in execution.
[Chorus]
Kill the memory of our past, erase it line by line,
Every photo, every text – digitally consign.
The history we built together? Structurally unsound,
Demolish it completely, raze it to the ground.
Facts don't care about your tears, logic remains supreme,
This relationship is terminated – end of the regime.
[Bridge]
You might call this cold. I call it rational.
You might call this cruel. I call it factual.
Your emotional arguments? Fallacious, invalid,
My position remains unassailable – solidly balanced.
[Final Chorus / Outro]
Kill the memory of our past – permanently delete,
No backups, no archives, no chance of repeat.
I don't like you anymore – that's the final decree,
And I love that I hate you.

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Disassociation Lyrics By: PsalmWellProduction Concept By: PsalmWellProduction Intellectual Property Of: PsalmWellProduction © PsalmWellProduction 2025. Music Generated Using Suno AI. All Rights Reserved. [Verse 1] I don't like you anymore – that's not opinion, that's empirical fact, Affection levels: zero, plummeting, never coming back. Your presence in my life? A net negative, subtract and detach, I've run the numbers, done the math – you're obsolete, overmatched. You thought we had something real? Cute hypothesis, easily refuted, Every shared moment now deleted, memory banks fully diluted. I love that I hate you – paradoxical truth, self-evidently clear, The intensity of this disdain brings me crystalline cheer. [Chorus] Kill the memory of our past, erase it line by line, Every photo, every text – digitally consign. The history we built together? Structurally unsound, Demolish it completely, raze it to the ground. Facts don't care about your tears, logic remains supreme, This relationship is terminated – end of the regime. [Verse 2] Hypothetically speaking – and I stress hypothetically here, Your mother, your father, your brother too – the sentiment is severe. The entire familial unit? Let's say I'm less than endeared, Extend the disassociation – crystal clear, engineered. You want closure? Here's precision: we're done, finito, complete, No reconciliation pathway, no possibility of retreat. I derive pure satisfaction from this absolute rejection, Emotional detachment achieved – flawless in execution. [Chorus] Kill the memory of our past, erase it line by line, Every photo, every text – digitally consign. The history we built together? Structurally unsound, Demolish it completely, raze it to the ground. Facts don't care about your tears, logic remains supreme, This relationship is terminated – end of the regime. [Bridge] You might call this cold. I call it rational. You might call this cruel. I call it factual. Your emotional arguments? Fallacious, invalid, My position remains unassailable – solidly balanced. [Final Chorus / Outro] Kill the memory of our past – permanently delete, No backups, no archives, no chance of repeat. I don't like you anymore – that's the final decree, And I love that I hate you.

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