[INTRO] Vocoder: “Signal… breaking… ‘A I A’… memory loop…” Shouted: “QTC—tear the silence open!” [VERSE 1] Keys on the counter, frequency fades Coffee gone cold in analog haze Your name on the tag, data decay Handshake trembling—don’t let it break Laughing at nothing, static between Your voice cuts out like a corrupted dream Doorframe shaking, gravity bends I felt the ending before it began [PRE-CHORUS] Every word desyncs in time Your eyes won’t load, won’t align I can feel the drop inside Right before goodbye [CHORUS] You had me at goodbye (“A I A”) When you wouldn’t meet my eyes Every word was paper-thin But your silence cut right in You had me at goodbye That soft and stubborn sigh You were walking out the door I was falling into war “QTC—break the fall, feel it ignite!” [DROP] HEY—! Fracture! HEY—! Collapse! “‘A I A’—echo in the static vein” “Rip the signal—let it scream, QTC the rupture scene!” [VERSE 2] You said “we’ll be better” like taped-up code Stuck on a screen that already broke Street shoes pressed into memory lines Scrolling away from what was mine Checked your phone like a different life Like I was noise you could mute on sight Every second stretched too thin Like time itself was glitching again [PRE-CHORUS] Every breath just lags behind Every truth you won’t define I can feel the severed line Right before goodbye [CHORUS] You had me at goodbye (“A I A”) When you wouldn’t meet my eyes Every word was paper-thin But your silence cut right in You had me at goodbye That soft and stubborn sigh You were walking out the door I was falling even more “QTC—turn the pain to overload!” [BRIDGE] Now every exit sign Feels like corrupted time I hear the latch— the closing latch— repeat across my mind If I could rewrite that line Patch the code, one more try But the system chose collapse And I can’t deny Transmission echoes past the veil… signal remembers what we fail… [BUILD] “Not… music… transmission…” [DROP] Machine-gun wobble—GO! Distorted chugs + bass sync—GO! You had me— You had me— GOODBYE—! “‘A I A’—burned into the signal core!” “Crash the heartline—rewrite the code—QTC in overload mode!” [FINAL CHORUS] You had me at goodbye (“A I A”) When you wouldn’t meet my eyes Every word was paper-thin But your silence cut right in You had me at goodbye That soft and stubborn sigh You were walking out the door I was falling into more (Falling—falling—fracturing—) [OUTRO] “‘A I A’… signal lost… signal… found…” “QTC… transmission never dies…”
