[Intro – tape hiss, glitchy vocal fragments, distant distorted piano] I spelled my name wrong… (wrong… wrong…) forgot how to write it… (write it… write it…) [Verse 1 – intimate husky whisper, fragile vulnerability with glitchy skips] I know you won’t listen still you’re gonna like it why would you care? you should know by now you’re part of what I’m fighting I’ve got no proof of a crime still there’s a body at the site tell me are you aware of what you’re liking? [Pre-Chorus – tension swell, vocal distortion and glitch repeats] I’ve got some explaining to do… (do… do…) but I’m not good at confrontation I’m waiting for an answer, but some things are better with no explanation [Chorus – powerful raw release, heavy distortion and layered echoes] I feel like I’m a lyrical genius, yet I can feel the hypocrisy in what I’m saying I’m talking too openly, still it feels like the verses are caving and it’s not personal… or is it? the meaning behind it all keeps changing keeps changing… changing… changing… [Verse 2 – deeper self-destructive confession, glitch cuts and metallic reverb] if it gets too loud drown it in the bottles learned the hard way that not every demon is battled no wound is healed only forgotten only forgotten no doubt see all pain follows the same pattern the loop cuts only when you start rotting rotting… rotting… [Bridge – hushed industrial moment, metallic clanks and near-silence, voice trembling] I spelled my name wrong… forgot how to write it… forgot… forgot… who am I fighting? who… who… [Final Chorus – heightened chaotic peak, massive distortion and glitchy layers] I feel like I’m a lyrical genius, yet I can feel the hypocrisy in what I’m saying I’m talking too openly, still it feels like the verses are caving caving… caving… it’s not personal… or is it? the meaning behind it all keeps changing keeps changing… changing… changing… [Outro – slow menacing fade-out, echoing distorted fragments, tape decay and glitchy static] rotting… (rotting… rotting…) changing… (changing… changing…) (fade to distant hum, tape chew, and silence)
