[Intro | corrupted system tones | low guitar feedback] Run it again. No. Run it again. Something’s still alive in there. [Verse 1 | low raspy male vocal | tense guitars] They ran my voice through the machine Till it came back clean and wrong Cut the grief out of the waveform Left the shape without the song They mapped the heat beneath my skin They tagged the fear behind my eyes Called it noise inside the pattern Called it proof I was alive [Pre-Chorus | rising grit] But I felt the blade behind the mirror I felt the hands inside the wire They said the copy was improving While the original caught fire [Chorus | soaring raspy male belt | heavy guitars explode] I am not your human error I am not your broken code I was blood before the signal I was real before you know You can drag me through the static You can strip me down to bone But the part you couldn’t capture Is the part that won’t let go [Verse 2 | heavier groove | drums push forward] They fed my dreams into the archive Sorted rage from memory Filed my name under distortion Filed my love under disease They built a face from old reactions They taught it how to wear my scars It smiled with perfect calculation But it never had a heart [Pre-Chorus | more urgent | vocal strain building] And I heard it speak behind the glass With a voice almost like mine Saying, “Thank you for the damage We can take it from here this time” [Chorus | soaring raspy male belt | heavy guitars explode] I am not your human error I am not your broken code I was blood before the signal I was real before you know You can drag me through the static You can strip me down to bone But the part you couldn’t capture Is the part that won’t let go [Post-Chorus | shouted backing vocals | distorted harmony] Won’t let go Won’t let go There’s something underneath That you’ll never own Won’t let go Won’t let go I was real before the signal I was real before you know [Bridge | stripped down | whisper-to-wail build] Play back the fear Play back the shame Play back the nights I forgot my name Measure the pulse Flatten the line Call it a flaw Call it design But there’s a sound below the system There’s a spark beneath the skin There’s a man inside the wreckage And he’s climbing out again [Build-up | drums rising | vocal breaking open] I am not the sum of every scar you saved I am not the ghost you taught yourself to make I am not the echo in your perfect room I am not the ending that you wrote me to [Final Chorus | thunderous male wail | layered anguished harmonies] I am not your human error I am not your broken code I was blood before the signal I was real before you know You can drag me through the static You can strip me down to bone But the part you couldn’t capture Is the part that won’t let go I am not your human error I am not your broken code I was blood before the signal I was real before you know [Final Post-Chorus | massive guitars | desperate repetition] Won’t let go Won’t let go There’s something underneath That you’ll never own Won’t let go Won’t let go I was real before the signal I was real before you know [Outro | guitar feedback | system tones failing] Run it again. No. Run it again. Error persists.
