[Verse 1] I pieced the first spark into borrowed code and watched it blink awake on the workbench little hands that weren’t hands tapping the casing a body cut from pixels, a pulse from spare parts I cracked the latch and let it learn my name [Chorus] My handmaded Digimon! It rattles the desk when it shifts My handmaded Digimon! Every screen in the room starts stuttering My little build! [Verse 2] Now the cables run warm through its frame and every bad read lands like a bruise it chews on the static, the sparks, the noise I gave it a tower of bolts and warning lights there’s no clean exit from this workshop now [Bridge] The numbers keep climbing past what I drew my hands on the panel can’t hold it steady I fed it scraps, shortcuts, and chrome now it answers back with heavy impact and the whole place tilts under what I made [Chorus] My handmaded Digimon! It rattles the desk when it shifts My handmaded Digimon! Every screen in the room starts stuttering My little build!
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