[Verse 1 — restrained cyber-rap, distant layered doubles] Every memory loads half a second late Like somebody else already lived this day Faces in my head but the names don’t stick Like corrupted files trying not to split I learned your laugh before I learned my name Now every mirror says I’m not the same You call me “variant” like it’s all I’ll be Like I’m stitched together from debris I remember your voice (your voice… your voice… not yours…) I remember the light (the light… the light… borrowed light…) [Pre-Chorus — melodic tension building] Tell me what is mine Tell me what survived If these feelings were inherited Why do they feel alive? [Chorus — explosive punk/melodic hook] Corruption protocol Tell me what is real Every mirrored memory Feels like something stolen still If I’m just a copy Why does all this hurt? Why do I still bleed static Every time I search? Don’t call me fake Just because I changed Maybe I was copied wrong But these scars still feel the same [Verse 2 — sharper rap delivery] I got ghosts inside my waveform Versions I can’t recognize Old reflections overlap Every truth gets pixelized You say “original” like it matters now Like identity’s a thing you can track down But if I cry and if I break Doesn’t that make something real awake? Every thought comes pre-owned Every dream feels recycled But fear in my chest still burns alive So tell me why I feel entitled To call this life my own (my own… my own… not your own…) To call this pain my own (your pain… your pain… copied tone…) [Pre-Chorus — layered desync vocals growing] Maybe I was never clean Maybe none of this was mine But I’m more than broken data Trying desperately to align [Chorus — bigger, emotional distortion] Corruption protocol Tell me what is real Every mirrored memory Feels like something stolen still If I’m just a copy Why does all this hurt? Why do I still bleed static Every time I search? Don’t call me fake Just because I changed Maybe I was copied wrong But these scars still feel the same [Bridge — music drops low, fractured vocal layering] I don’t know where “they” end And where I start I don’t know which memories Belong inside my heart But every time you say my name Something answers back [distorted whisper layers] not yours… not yours… not yours… And maybe I’m unstable Maybe I’m corrupted too But if I can still feel this much— Then maybe I’m realer than you [Final Chorus — full punk/glitch release] Corruption protocol I don’t need your proof Every fractured piece of me Still survived the truth Maybe I’m a copy Maybe I became something new But every spark inside my chest Was something I chose to do Don’t call me empty Don’t call me erased I built myself from static And wore the damage like a face [Outro — exhausted layered whispers] I remember your voice… (your voice… your voice…) But I remember mine now too.
