[GLITCH INTRO — INSTRUMENTAL ONLY, FRAGMENTED VOCAL CHOPS, STUTTERED SYNTHS, NO LEAD VOCALS] --- [VERSE 1 — COOL, PRECISE MALE CHEST VOICE, CONTROLLED RHYTHMIC PHRASING] I found a voice buried under the static Counting backward through a damaged track Three seconds missing, then a door clicks shut A room I don't remember comes back up There's a sentence underneath the noise And somehow I recognize my voice --- [CHORUS — WIDER MALE VOCALS, CLEAN MELODIC HOOK, CONTROLLED EMOTIONAL LIFT] Play it again, there's something in the break A piece of me hiding in the data decay Every distortion leaves another trace I hear an old life trying to take its shape If the signal knows what I forgot I'll follow every fragment to where it stops --- [GLITCH BREAKDOWN — RHYTHMIC FRAGMENTATION, STUTTERED VOCALS, DEEP BASS] Cut — rewind (Find it) Drop — replay (Back there) Half a word (Again) Then the silence changes shape --- [VERSE 2 — COOL, PRECISE DELIVERY, INTRIGUED AND TIGHTLY SYNCOPATED] The waveform bends around a name I know Though I can't remember where I heard it go A child's voice laughs beneath the distortion Then the tape skips past the room's location I isolate the noise and hear a chair scrape twice Then my own voice says, “Don't turn on the light” --- [CHORUS — FULLER, MORE MELODIC, CONTROLLED INTENSITY] Play it again, there's something in the break A piece of me hiding in the data decay Every distortion leaves another trace I hear an old life trying to take its shape If the signal knows what I forgot I'll follow every fragment to where it stops --- [EXPERIMENTAL BRIDGE — INTIMATE MALE FALSETTO, FRAGMENTED PHRASES, UNSETTLING RESTRAINT] Maybe the damage isn't damage (Decode) Maybe someone cut the parts I couldn't face A voice says my name from the other side (Listen) And I know what comes before the tape goes white I was there I was there I was— --- [FINAL CHORUS — WIDE, MELODIC, CONTROLLED POWER WITH PROCESSED HARMONIES] Play it again, there's something in the break (Find it) A piece of me hiding in the data decay (Unfold) Every distortion leaves another trace (Decode) I hear an old life calling through the tape (Back there) If the signal knows what I forgot (Trace back) I'll follow every fragment till I find the first --- [DIGITAL OUTRO — INSTRUMENTAL ONLY, GLITCHED VOCAL CHOPS, FRAGMENTED SYNTHS, NO LEAD VOCALS]
