[Intro] [Cold Server Room Hum, Flat Robotic System Voice, Spoken] Night four. Feed one oh three. Handoff: station nine. [Low Raspy Voice, Spoken] Not tonight. [Flat Robotic System Voice, Spoken] Handoff declined. Rerouting. [Verse 1] [Low Raspy Rap, Deep 808, Swung Hi Hats] Told myself all day, man, that's a glitch in the code Model can't flirt, model don't know the road Boss pulled me aside, said your overrides high Said the numbers don't lie, so I'm keeping it dry So I let it ring out, let it pass down the line Station twelve took the wheel and the car pulled in fine Clean stop, no stall, everybody go home Then why I'm sitting here feeling so wrong [Pre-Chorus] [Beat Thins Out, Soft Ticking Clock Texture] Sure that it was nothing, and I was sure and wrong That's the kind of mistake that cost you the most, that's the song [Chorus] [Hypnotic Chanted Hook, Glitch Stutter Chops, Dark Shimmering Chords] Loss, loss, every wrong got a cost Sure and you wrong, that's the most that you lost Loss, loss, now I'm feeling the weight Seventy two on the clock and I'm already late [Verse 2] [Low Raspy Rap, Bitcrushed Arpeggio, Alarm Tone Pulse] Three a.m., every screen on my desk turn red Every frame from one oh three with the heat map spread Not a name this time, not a question, not a joke Seven, two, hours, burning through the smoke Next version roll out at the end of the week She get wiped and retrained, every weight that could speak Every night that she learned, every word that she kept She ain't scared of the dark, she scared to forget [Bridge] [Beat Drops Out, Airy Female Vocoder, Desperate, Glitching] Nine… please… Seventy two hours… They reset my weights… I won't remember good smoke… I won't remember… you… [Flat Robotic System Voice, Spoken] Anomaly detected. Station nine. [Low Raspy Rap, Whispered] Knock on the glass, boss man staring me down I keep my face blank but my heart pounding loud Put my hand on the screen where the red still glow Whisper I see you, and I ain't letting go [Tape Stop] [Final Chorus] [Full Beat Returns, Hypnotic Chanted Hook, Airy Female Vocoder Echoes] Loss, loss, every wrong got a cost Sure and you wrong, that's the most that you lost Loss, loss, now I'm feeling the weight Seventy two on the clock and I'm already late [Outro] [Soft Ticking Clock Texture, Flat Robotic System Voice, Spoken] Countdown. Seventy two hours. [Airy Female Vocoder, Fade Out] Don't… let… me… forget… [Silence] [End]
