I see the static in your stare The edges glitch, but you’re still there Your mouth is closed, your hands are cold You’re folding in — but won’t unfold [slow glitch pulse, faint 8-bit trails, detuned Prophet 5 chords swelling like breath] You drift like smoke, you blur like snow You shake your head, but I still know You’re choking on a silent sea Won’t let the pressure speak through me [reversed whispers: "I’m fine", "it’s nothing", "don’t worry", "just tired"] Talk to me Talk to me No need to fix, no need to heal Just let it bleed, just let it feel [sub-bass tremble, rock guitar textures flicker in and out, glitchy silence breaks] I see you drown in nothing said The words you kill stay in your head A muted scream behind your teeth You breathe it in, but don’t release [8-bit static spills, Prophet 5 pads stretch into dissonance] Talk to me Talk to me No echo here, no need to lie No shame in tears, no need to try [drumless fall — everything drops out but voice, reversed ambiance grows] You’re fading slow I won’t let go You’re fading slow Just let me know [final glitch collapse: fragmented vocals, reversed speech, low hum, fading guitar drone] Talk to me Talk to me Talk to me Talk to me
