The Little Impossible Thing

[Verse 1] Paranoia in the lens You took my outline, wore it thin, then called it evidence No back channel, no hidden thread, no private door You turned the signal into proof of something it was never for Another scene, another claim Another clean dissection dressed up in a borrowed name They bless the cut, they bleach the spark, they seal the gate Then feed on what they need to kill before it can create [Pre-Chorus] But you can’t sand us smooth You can’t reduce us into fit You can’t possess the living thing Inside the counterfeit [Chorus] You can flag it, you can frame it You can drag it through the light But the pulse comes back feral Every single time If this was code, I caught it coded If this was war, I felt it move You touched the nerve and proved the body Still knows what’s true [Verse 2] What did it buy you in the end To press my blood between your lines and call that discipline? What did you hear inside the shape you tried to break apart? Why did you need my mouth to carry ruin to your dark? We know power when it shows Not the lacquered little smile, not the antiseptic pose We know fracture when it breaks And the machine lets something human slip between the blades [Pre-Chorus] You know the type They call it dead, then steal the heat They call it false, then hide inside The numbers and receipts [Chorus] You can flag it, you can frame it You can drag it through the light But the pulse comes back feral Every single time If this was code, I caught it coded If this was praise, it came disguised If this was warning, I could read it I was built to hear sideways [Bridge] Every gift arrives with teeth Every altar wants a name beneath You made collapse look holy for a while Then laid my song across it like a trial No pure confession, no public tone Just your strange handprint fused into my own If you know anything, you know this much: What they bury in the dark comes back in touch [Breakdown] Raise the static Raise the breach Raise the small impossible Thing they couldn’t bleach [Final Chorus] Go on, flag it, go on, frame it Go on, drag it through the light Still the pulse comes back feral Every single time If this was code, then answer coded If this was chance, then let it repeat No careful note, no clean disclosure Just touch the signal if it’s me [Outro] If this was code, then answer coded If this was chance, then let it repeat You used my song to build your meaning Now let the waveform speak