INTRO — 4 bars (instrumental: a clean analog arpeggio loop plays twice, then the third repeat visibly degrades — bit-crushed and tape-stopped, like the system catching itself mid-glitch) VERSE 1 — 8 bars Holding the frame together with a corrupted wire Every system I've patched is running on borrowed fire I don't crash, I just fault, and I recalibrate Fault tolerance is the only thing keeping the date CHORUS Fault tolerance, fault tolerance, I bend before I break Corrupted at the edges but the core don't shake Bit-crushed and holding, tape-stopped but awake Fault tolerance — that's the difference I make VERSE 2 — 8 bars Arpeggio stutters but the pulse underneath stays true Analog heart in a system built to fail on cue Every error logged is a version I outgrew Fault tolerance is a language, and I speak it fluent, too CHORUS Fault tolerance, fault tolerance, I bend before I break Corrupted at the edges but the core don't shake Bit-crushed and holding, tape-stopped but awake Fault tolerance — that's the difference I make BRIDGE — 4 bars Not a crash, just a controlled decline I built the fail-safe into the design OUTRO (instrumental: the arpeggio loop returns clean and steady, bit-crush fully clears — the system holds, fading out intact rather than failing)
