LIAR

[Liar] [Intro – glitched vocals, radio static] s—s—static—says— you’re—still—there— liar—liar—liar— [Instrumental break – fractured synth loop, heartbeat bass pulse, broken snare shuffle] [Verse 1 – fragmented, sharp] Smoke. Choke. Joke— (me). Freak. Speak. Don’t— Breathe. I—grew—up—in—a—mirror—house— Every—reflection—was—a—mouth— All—teeth—no—tongue—no—voice—no—sound— Just—feedback—baby—turn—it—down— [Beat distortion – accelerates, rises like panic] [Bridge 1 – manic, rambling] Do you ever feel like your name doesn’t fit your skull? Like your skin’s two sizes too small? Like you could scream—but the scream would sound rehearsed— Like a song the world wrote for you— and never about you? I do. I do. I d-d-d-do— [Chorus – broken shouting, heavy distortion] LIAR LIAR Cigarette choir! Smoke fills lungs and the guilt grows higher! LIAR LIAR You’re on fire— but you call it light, you call it desire! (you call it fine, you call it fine, you call it—) [Glitching break – distorted repetition of “fine fine fine fine fine fine fine”] [Verse 2 – slow and lost] Rain tonight. Balcony’s wet. I stand there, pretending I’m someone who knows how to forget. The city hums—it hums like static love. The ash falls, and for a second it looks like snow. And for a second I think, “Maybe this is how peace feels.” And then the wind changes— and I’m cold again. [Bridge 2 – fast, escalating, words tripping over each other] I was the poster child for maybe later, for never sober, for don’t touch me I’ll break, for I’m fine I’m fine I’m fine I’m fine I’m fine— I swear I’m— just tired of pretending the cracks in me are decoration, like porcelain meant for display— no one asks if the vase ever wanted to hold water— [Beat collapse – silence, then slow heartbeat rhythm returns] [Verse 3 – half-sung, half-whispered, deteriorating] The smoke curls like scripture, I can almost read it. Maybe it says: you were meant to be like this. Maybe it says: you were meant to burn quiet. Maybe it doesn’t say anything. Maybe it’s just smoke. Maybe that’s enough. [Pre-Chorus – glitched echo repeating fragments] (you were meant—meant—meant—meant—) (you were bent—bent—bent—bent—) (you—were—never—meant—to—be—fine—) [Chorus – explosive, overdriven, full mania] LIAR LIAR Cigarette choir! Ash on tongue and the pain gets higher! LIAR LIAR God’s small wire— I’m shorting out, I’m still on fire! Tell me I’m real, I’ll fake it again! Tell me to heal, I’ll break it again! LIAR LIAR (scream until the beat forgets your name) [Instrumental break – violent glitch drops, fractured pitch shift into quiet reverb] [Verse 4 – slow, wandering, words like thoughts drifting off midline] I think— the rain loves me. I think— the city remembers. I think— nothing at all sometimes. Just breathe, just breathe, just— no. The lights flicker and I swear they blink in time with my chest, I swear they know— how long I’ve been standing here, half a song, half a scream, half a person who learned to laugh when he meant to cry— [Final Chorus – decayed, emotional collapse] LIAR LIAR Cigarette choir! Body’s numb but the mind conspires! LIAR LIAR Love’s just fire— and I keep holding the lighter higher. I’m fine I’m fine I’m fine I’m fine— (aren’t I?) I’m fine— I’m— [Outro – whispered, broken radio transmission, instruments crumble] I swear I’m fine. I swear I’m… I swear— (static) …liar. [Instrumental fade – glitching heart monitor tone, fading into white noise.]