[intro – vinyl crackle, distant highway ambience, engine idling, glitch flickers] Radio don’t tune to me… …it bends. [engine rev fades into bass drop] ⸻ [verse 1 – calm, smooth, effortless flow] Boots on gravel, dust on my jeans Sunset bleeding through broken screens Gas light flicker when I pull up slow City burning but I’m just passing through the glow Got no crown, got no throne Every road I touch just turn to my home Chain don’t shine, it just softly gleam Like it know I exist somewhere in between I don’t chase, I don’t fight, I don’t run, I don’t hide I just drift while the world pick a side They scream loud, I don’t make a sound Still feel my presence when I’m not around Signal bend when I step in place Reality lag when they see my face Not lost, not found, not yours to trace I’m just the glitch they can’t erase ⸻ [hook – melodic, confident, floaty] Personality crisis, they don’t know what this is I just ride through the static like I built the abyss No war, no side, no need to exist I’m the calm in the chaos they don’t wanna admit Personality crisis, let the frequencies split Every version of me still move like this I don’t break, I don’t fix, I don’t miss I’m just wave after wave after glitch after bliss ⸻ [verse 2 – heavier bass, more attitude but still calm] Lean on the hood while the engine breathe slow Flames in the skyline, I still don’t go People want meaning, people want truth I just let the silence speak in the booth No past chasing me down the street No future waiting at my feet Just right now in a permanent state Where time move wrong but I still feel straight Trip-hop pulse in my bloodstream ride Country road where the shadows slide Bass hit deep but my mind stay light I don’t need dark just to feel alive They look at me but they don’t perceive I exist in the space between make-believe Not hero, not ghost, not enemy Just a passing anomaly ⸻ [hook – layered vocals, wider, more atmospheric] Personality crisis, they don’t know what this is I just ride through the static like I built the abyss No war, no side, no need to exist I’m the calm in the chaos they don’t wanna admit Personality crisis, let the frequencies split Every version of me still move like this I don’t break, I don’t fix, I don’t miss I’m just wave after wave after glitch after bliss ⸻ [outro – engine starts, fades into distance, soft glitch echoes] No destination… No intention… Just motion. [final glitch pop] Echo
