[Intro] (Slow Pulsing arpeggiated Synths) [Verse (Nezkith)] Tiptoe down the silver line Woven words to wrap around your spine Paint your dreams in black and gold I'll make you a god, or leave you cold! [Build] (Arpeggiated Synths Build) (Supersaw Textures Build) [Verse (Meer)] Deconstructing dogma with methodical precision, Every proposition tested through a critical revision, Intellectual rigor over instinct every time Because a polished misconception is still a lie in rhyme. [Pre-Chorus (Patchnote)] Ask who profits from your panic Ask who feeds upon the blind Ask whose hand is on the curtain when memory gets revised [Hook] "Here's where we get going!" [Build] (Instrumental build-up) [Drop 1] (TB-303 style analog bassline, high resonance, sweeping cutoff filter, portamento) [Instrumental Break] (Epic Instrumental solo) [Chorus (Tutifus)] I've said "I'm fine" so many times The words don't feel like they're mine I've worn this mask for so long now What's under, I don't even know [Interlude] (Huge arpeggiated Synths) [Verse (Techsped)] Sickly singing tears are stinging Speaking softly double meaning Tender twisted so aloof Your words are lies and here's the proof [Verse (Stonecool)] Fluorescent buzz in a room gone mean Old paint peeling off a half-dead dream Everybody talks like they know the score I’m still here kicking dents in the floor [Build] (Instrumental build-up) [Drop 2] (Instrumental Drop) [Chorus (LSDFM)] You started one war and called it fame, I conquered ten worlds and forgot their names. You lost your throne and called it choice, I built an empire with my own voice. [Break] [Bridge (Koa)] [Spoken Word] this situation got me graceless, like i'm naked and im race-in, wasted through the wasteland, breakneck pace and i'm hated, for what they don't understand, in your face and im bracin', cuz we throwin hands [Big Finish] [Final Chorus (Tutifus)] I've said "I'm fine" so many times The words don't feel like they're mine I've worn this mask for so long now What's under, I don't even know [Outro]
