[Verse 1] Screens hum cold, and the hallway blinks, we talk in logs, never say what we think. Your name is a password I keep mis-typed, my hands hit enter, but we don’t ignite. I’m done patching symptoms on a broken wire, let’s open the casing where the sparks are tired. Take off the armor where the code runs wrong— come closer, love, let the current belong. [Pre-Chorus] I don’t want perfect, I want true, a soft reboot with me and you. [Chorus] Repair the bond— let the circuit follow, trust like a river fills every hollow. Repair the bond— feel the glitch grow quiet, two beating hearts become the power supply. Repair the bond— lay your guard down slow, we’ll solder the silence till the signals flow. Repair the bond— repair the bond. [Post-Chorus Chop] repair the bond—repair the bond… [Verse 2] We’ve got a sky full of un-sent drafts, ghosted emotions in a folder of “lasts.” But I can be gentle like a steady light, diagnose the distance, hold you right. Every apology is just a part, what heals the circuit is the open heart. Let’s name the fear and watch it dim, our eyes the passwords that let love in. [Pre-Chorus] No more pretending “fine” will do— we plug in honesty, me and you. [Chorus] Repair the bond— let the circuit follow, trust like a river fills every hollow. Repair the bond— feel the glitch grow quiet, two beating hearts become the power supply. Repair the bond— lay your guard down slow, we’ll solder the silence till the signals flow. Repair the bond— repair the bond. [Bridge] (vocoder bed + finger snaps) If the code won’t run on fear, switch the language: I am here. If the fuse keeps blowing pain, swap the pattern—say my name. Hold my hand like common ground, watch the error count fall down. Love’s the patch they never taught— it turns the crash into a thought. [Drop] (Rhodes blooms; round bass lifts; vocoder chords “mmm”) [Chorus – Lift] Repair the bond— let the circuit follow, arms become anchors, night grows shallow. Repair the bond— feel the glitch grow quiet, two beating hearts reset the skyline. Repair the bond— lay your guard down slow, we’ll solder the silence till the signals flow. Repair the bond— repair the bond. [Post-Chorus Chop – Extended] repair the bond—repair the bond—repair the bond… (3rd-above harmony) [Outro] Your forehead on mine, the hum turns warm, we sign our truce in a softer form. The room keeps shining where our names belong— connection first; the rest comes on. (choir pad holds; filter-down sigh)
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