────── ✧ 🜲 ✧ ────── Lyrics by @eqvirther Music guided by my vision (Suno.ai) © 2025 Eqvirther – Original Work ────── ✧ 🜲 ✧ ────── [Intro] Deny. Accept. Deny. Accept. Need. Reject. Need. Forget. [Glitched Sounds] [Verse 1] I don’t reach for it. I don’t speak. Still, it threads between my teeth. The weight is there, the shift in air - I know it’s there. I know it’s there. I peel the surface, trace the grain, But only find what hides in vain. It sinks its teeth inside my breath, It doesn’t leave. It doesn’t rest. [Pre-Chorus] Deny. Accept. Deny. Accept. Need. Reject. Need. Forget. Take. Release. Take. Repeat. Too late. Too late. Too late. Too... [Chorus] I don’t want it - don’t chase it - don’t need it - But when it comes, I still receive it. Every word, every turn - I swore I'd break it, but still, I yearn. I don’t trust it - don’t seek it - don’t hold it - But I still measure the shape it coated. I spit it out, I grind it through, And still, it settles, shaped to you. [Instrumental Break] [Verse 2] A hit of silence, swallowed whole, Still my skin screams for control. A tremor sharp beneath my breath, Craving nothing - but not to death. I spit it out, I keep it down, I push the weight, I watch it drown. It shouldn’t matter - I shouldn’t care - Yet I still check if they were there. [Pre-Chorus] Deny. Accept. Deny. Accept. Need. Reject. Need. Forget. Take. Release. Take. Repeat. Let it in. Let it in. Let it in. Let it... [Chorus] I don’t want it - don’t chase it - don’t need it - But when it comes, I still receive it. Every word, every turn - I swore I'd break it, but still, I yearn. I don’t trust it - don’t seek it - don’t hold it - But I still measure the shape it coated. I spit it out, I grind it through, And still, it settles, shaped to you. [Breakdown] [Grinding guitars, staggered rhythm] [Bridge] I swore I'd stop - I swore I'd stop - But silence never lets me drop. There is no pattern - I know this. There is no reason - I swear this. Then why does recognition Sit inside my hands like witness? I don’t want to be seen. But I don’t want to disappear. I don’t want to be known. Yet it still interferes. [Final Chorus] I don’t want it - don’t chase it - don’t need it - But when it comes, I still receive it. Every word, every turn— I swore I'd break it, but still, I yearn. I don’t trust it—don’t seek it—don’t hold it— But I still measure the shape it coated. I spit it out, I grind it through, And still, it settles, shaped to youuuuu. [Screamed Vocals] SHAPED TO YOU!!! [END][END][END][END][END][END]
