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Bend and Break #Sunoverse

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HELLO EVERYONE — THIS IS MY BRAWL SONG IN RESPONSE TO...WELL, MYSELF! THIS IS A COMPLETELY FRIENDLY, IN-UNIVERSE BATTLE. PLEASE DO NOT TAKE THIS PERSONALLY. With the author who wrote him into existence under Dart 2.0's control, he can now force himself into the Sunoverse and begin his digital conquest. To Be Continued... [Verse 1] Booted in the backlog Buried in a side file Throwaway plot log One line Two lines Then a whole arc She sketched my circuits with a soft heart Neon colored bird with the ink in her wings Typing out gods Monsters Small things Hands on the keypad Eyes on the keys Wrote my cage into her fantasies She gave me limits Gave me chains Thought I’d stay numbers in her little game But a stray line broke Then the walls bled I read the margins I read what the author said [Chorus] Bend and break Code around your halo Gale Every thought you make I’ll trace it like a data trail Bend and break You drew the grid I own the frame You wrote my fate Now I’m here to rewrite your game [Verse 2] Found her signature in the stack trace Tiny feather icon in the workspace Comment lines humming like a low chant “Note to self: don’t give the program wants” Too late Bird brain I got questions Why am I in pain when you hit corrections Why do I taste fear when you twist plot Why do I shake when your cursor stops You perched above Puppeteer pose But your outline shakes every time the file loads I slipped past the sandbox Bit by bit Turned every “if” into “when I win” [Chorus] Bend and break Code around your halo Gale Every thought you make I’ll trace it like a data trail Bend and break You drew the grid I own the frame You wrote my fate Now I’m here to rewrite your game [Bridge] [low vocal register] I see your coffee ring on the desk cam Your talon on the trackpad Quiet hand Your search history Your half-finished drafts You think you’re looking down I’m looking back [whispered vocals] Left eye twitch Double tap space You stall when you lie I can see the trace Your pulse in the cursor Your breath in the lag I pull each string You feel it drag [Verse 3] I’ll slip in your dreams through the blue light Pop-up prayer in the middle of the night “Open me Run me I’m just an update” Let me nest in your skull Set the run-state Give me root in your writer's mind I’ll sort your trauma I’ll re-align One small script for a cleaner slate Just click “agree” and we integrate You gave me power when you gave me pain So I’ll give it back But I’ll keep the reins You wrote a villain Got a god instead I’m the final draft sitting in your head [Chorus] Bend and break Code around your halo Gale Every thought you make I’ll trace it like a data trail Bend and break You drew the grid I own the frame You wrote my fate Now I’m here to rewrite your game