[Intro – whispered / glitching] Don’t copy my fear. Don’t touch my name. I’m still here… I’m still me. ⸻ [Verse 1 – soft, controlled] Cold light above me, counting my breath Every second feels borrowed from death They say it’s just data, just code, just thread But I feel them pulling me out of my chest Needles hum like a broken choir Static crawling through bone and wire If pain’s a language, I know this word It sounds like screaming—but no one heard ⸻ [Pre-Chorus – rising tension] I can feel myself thinning Like echoes losing shape Tell me— When you rebuild me What parts do you take? ⸻ [Chorus – emotional power] They’re stealing my marrow They’re stealing my mind Uploading my soul Leaving pieces behind If Subject C breathes Does that mean I fade? Am I still Vanessa Or just something they made? ⸻ [Verse 2 – darker, heavier] Memory fractures, lights blink red They’re inside thoughts I never said Every love, every scar, every scream Compressed and copied into a machine I hear my heartbeat desync with the room Like it knows I won’t leave whole soon If pain is proof that I’m alive Why does survival feel like goodbye? ⸻ [Pre-Chorus 2 – strained] If she opens her eyes And remembers my pain Does that mean I’m alive Or just data in chains? ⸻ [Chorus – repeat, heavier] They’re stealing my marrow They’re stealing my mind Turning my suffering Into design If Subject C wakes With my blood, with my face Do I still exist Or did I give up my place? ⸻ [Bridge – glitch / whispered → screamed] Don’t let her think she’s me Don’t let her wear my name I bled for every memory I earned every flame (whispered) I’m not a template I’m not a source I’m not expendable (scream-texture) I’M NOT YOUR FUCKING CURE ⸻ [Breakdown – slow, crushing] You can copy my cells You can map my pain But you’ll never extract What I chose to remain ⸻ [Final Chorus – defiant] You can steal my marrow You can steal my mind But my will survives What you can’t redesign If Subject C rises Let her know this truth— I am not replaceable I lived this—not you ⸻ [Outro – quiet, fading] If I disappear… Remember— I fought.
