Wake up, same ceiling, same breath in my chest, Heart doing numbers, it don’t need my consent. Mirror got movement, but I don’t connect, Feels like I’m watching a role I once played to death. Hands still move, they remember the script, Smile shows up even when I don’t exist. Life on autopilot, soul on a trip, I left long ago — the body just missed it. People say my name, I answer on cue, Like a ghost wearing skin, pretending it’s new. Every step feels real, but I know it’s not true, I’m alive on paper — not something I choose. My heart still beats, it doesn’t ask me why, Lungs pull air like they’re scared to die. I’m not gone, I just stepped aside, The body works without me — I just let it survive. Still breathing, yeah, the system agrees, But whatever I was ain’t inside of me. I don’t feel lost, I don’t feel free, The body works without me. Pain still hurts, but it’s distant now, Like it happens to someone else somehow. Memories play, but they feel disowned, Like photos found on a stranger’s phone. I don’t chase love, I don’t fear the end, Both feel heavy when you already left. I learned the truth nobody defends: Living is easier when you’re not present. No prayers left, no hell, no heaven, Just silence stretching into seconds. If this is life, then call it maintenance, Keep it running — don’t call it a sentence. I didn’t break — I disengaged, Pulled the soul out, left the cage. This isn’t death, don’t get it twisted, I’m just not involved in the living. [Final Chorus] My heart still beats, it doesn’t ask me why, I watch it work like a machine online. I’m not healing, I’m not damaged inside, The body works without me — that’s the quiet crime. If I disappear, don’t look for me, I’m not missing, I’m just unseen. Still here, yeah, technically… The body works without me.
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