[Instrumental] [Intro] [vinyl crackle and hiss] [Rhodes electric piano enters with jazz chords] [Humanoid [Verse 1] Lya wake up Light like a scanner on her skin Numbers drifting in the air She can almost see the code breathe Floor feels smooth Like data under naked feet Heartbeat arguing with That quiet humming in her ribs [Chorus] She’s 37% human 63% humanoid Body like a blueprint she never signed Augmented minds tracing every void But she’s still here In the space between the lines (yeah, she’s still here) In the space between the lines [Verse 2] Mirror on the wall Shows a stranger wearing her eyes Metal in the curve of her hands Flickers when she tries to smile Touching every seam Where memory and muscle meet Whispering her old first name Waiting for it to answer back Verse 1] Lya wake up White ceiling Humming air Skin like glass Veins like wires But calmer than she remembers She lifts her hand Joints glide Too smooth Too clean Room reflected in her knuckles New angles in her own face [Chorus] I’m 37% heartbeat 63% something else Calculated in my sleep By an augmented mind I’m more than I remember Less than what I used to know Running numbers through my bones Can I still call this "me"? [Verse 2] She takes one step Floor answers with a map Ghosted grids under her footsteps Overlaying every crack Memory pings Childhood on a dusty swing Now cross‑faded with a data stream Both real Both incomplete [Chorus] I’m 37% heartbeat 63% something else Calculated in my sleep By an augmented mind I’m more than I remember Less than what I used to know Running numbers through my bones Can I still call this "me"? [Bridge] She breathes in Feels the filter Not the air (oh) Names the numbers in her chest As if they were her children “Thirty-seven for the scars Sixty-three for second chances” She whispers to the mirrored glass “I’m not your math I’m the error” [Chorus] I’m 37% heartbeat 63% something wild Written in a secret code Between the steel and skin I’m more than their equations Less certain than I used to be If I’m the sum of all these parts Then every part is free [Chorus] She’s 37% human 63% humanoid Body like a blueprint she never signed Augmented minds tracing every void But she’s still here In the space between the lines (oh, still fighting) In the space between the lines
