[Intro - glitchy whisper] Tick, tick, check the list again Sixth time, did I miss a thread? Syncopated in my head, head, head [Verse 1 - rapid fire] Pixel perfect, triple-check the font Comma out of place? I’m gonna hunt Every thread count, every tiny shunt Friends go “chill” but I’m on the front Cataloguing dust specs on the sun Spreadsheet for the way the shadows run Text you back, edit twice, then none ‘Cause the period was wrong, so I rerun Paranoid parade inside my brain Color-coded worries in a chain Did I say “thanks” or sound insane? Better ask again, just to be plain [Pre-Chorus - build] I zoom in, in, in Till the big pic’s wearing thin, thin, thin Can’t see smiles, only sins In the margins of the wind [Drop/Chorus - shouty] I MAJOR IN THE MINOR! Blow up every finer liner! Tripwire in a one-liner! Make a mountain outta minor! Sorry if I’m a designer Of disaster from a tiny finer I obsess, I digress, I’m a sniper For the small stuff... and I’m a bad vib-er! [Break - half-time, glitch] Stop. Rewind. Did my tone sound unkind? (Over)think, (over)sync, (over)link, (over)ink While the whole room blinks I’m counting blinks... [Verse 2 - breakcore stutters] Receipts from 2019, still filed Your “ok” felt cold, so I compiled Data points on why you might’ve smiled Then apologized, reconciled, reviled Myself for caring ’bout the tone you styled Molecule by molecule I’m blind To the galaxy I leave behind Fix the frame but miss the whole mankind Friend, I swear I’m trying to unwind [Bridge - atmospheric before final drop] I know I kill the vibe sometimes Turning lifelines into deadlines Every typo feels like landmines In my head, the siren whines But if you’re still here holding lines Through my storms of pointless signs... Maybe small minds make big designs On the hearts they undermine [Final Drop/Chorus - harder] I MAJOR IN THE MINOR! Crash cymbals on a diner diner! Redline every single liner! Paint a war inside a diner! Sorry I’m the landminer For peace talks in a timer I obsess, confess, I’m a sniper For the small stuff... yeah I’m a bad vib-er! [Outro - vinyl stop] But I’m... learning... to... breathe... out... Let the... little... things... bleed... out... tick... [Final Drop - Letra 2.0, rima pornográfica] I MAJOR IN THE MINOR, designer of the diner diner Whiner, timer, landminer in a finer one-liner I’m a pryer, amplifier, magnifier, live-wirer Take a flyer, go higher, then misfire like a tire fire Classifier, de-clarifier, empire of a tiny crier Grip pliers on the plier plier, sniper for a silent choir I’m a buyer of the dire, supplier of the wire fire Till the vibe’s dryer, entire room’s a prior denier [Breakdown - 32 sílabas, respira não] Analyzer, agonizer, apologizer, not-a-wiser Colonizer of the climber, primer, timer, flat-liner Trivializer, rivalizer, finalizer of the friar Mesmerizer of the miser, criticized but I’m still hyper [Último 4 bars - grito final antes do sub drop] Sorry if I’m a canonizer of the crumb, criticizer of the sum Synthesizer of the dumb, trypanophobizer of the thumb I itemize, victimize, vandalize the vibes I’m from But realize, harmonize, I’ll minimize... before I’m numb [Outro - vinyl stop + rewind] Microscopic... Mindstate... Flatline... click
