Sweep fast, sweep fast before the static pops Mirror says one thing, screen says another Foundation cracking where the signal drops Rib cage showing through the digital cover [static swell fades into beat] Mud armor layered thick where the wrong turns mapped Concealer like grout filling cracks in the wall Powder down the jawline where the bone line snapped Every stroke a bargain that the skin won’t call The formula holds but the pulse underneath Taps morse code warnings through the beige veneer Room opens up and the flies settle in Hyena laughs from the left side mirror (laughs distorted) Goblin counts calories scratched on skin Weeping One asks what makes you reappear Lab light cold on the places you hid How long you think the glue keeps the seams from split Hallway tightens, breath shallow, heat rising What they see and what’s collapsing don’t align Foundation sweats, the mask starts sliding Throat closes like a fist around the line [beat drops to sub-bass only for one bar] Making the void look livable Rot breathing under all the gold Making the void look livable Gravity wins but the show don’t fold (show don’t fold) [distorted, low] Thyroid screaming, adrenal flatline Endocrine chaos they can’t see from outside Don’t kick the witch when she’s holding the line Don’t kick the witch, it’s how I survive Strength isn’t healing, it’s standing here sick Choosing the wreckage, choosing the trick [build: noise crescendo] Making the void look livable Rot breathing under all the gold Making the void look livable Gravity wins but the show don’t fold (the show… don’t…) [collapsing echo] Gray fog truth, no fix just through Makeup cracks but the body stays Screen hums quiet, same as you Tomorrow loads the same decay [synth and static fade to silence] Backing vocals are the “Hyena” (high, pitched, laugh), “Goblin” (low, granular), and “Weeping One” (pitched-up, reversed textures).
