[Intro, Cold Pulse, Whisper] three, two, one light on, system on in a quiet room now tracing lines of electric blue shimmering across the silence like water just before dawn [Verse 1, Minimal Techno] turning your voice into pure data saving the waves as fragile logs every faint echo, every heartbeat lined on a grid in ordered rows mass and speed and flocks of phases rules are drifting, wearing no face inside this loop that’s fully closing only the answers still remain [Pre-Chorus, Rising Filter] is this right? is this true? a maze of if and only if all of my nights all of my blues and yet the signs will never even blink [Chorus, Driving Hook] between the zero and the one there burns a heat that language cannot carry logic can cut it clean in half but still this pulse is trembling in between error or wish, i cannot tell shortest of paths would ruin this kind of night the algorithm never smiles at all so i’ll become the noise that breaks its frame [Post-Chorus, Vocoder Hook] no smile no cry read my signal, classify no lie no light still i dance in pixel night [Verse 2, Tighter Beat] entropy grows in city lights order is loosening, thread by thread yet every chip refuses to sleep choosing the next frame endlessly action, reaction, mirrored pain dreams overflowing symmetry’s edge models can’t touch the hidden places deep in the skin, that random seed [Pre-Chorus, Analytical Tension] A to B B to C a chain that shines a little too clean i want to jump i want to break hearts cannot wait for proven truth [Chorus, Bigger Drop] between the zero and the one there burns a heat that language cannot carry logic can cut it clean in half but still this pulse is trembling in between it never shows on a clear screen clouded wishes drifting in the dark with steps that stray from every plan i slide toward tomorrow anyway [Break, Glitch Spoken] scan me trace me label me rank me still at the core i’m unclosed [Bridge, Half-Time, Emotional Contrast] if this whole universe is code can love be written as a simple function? if all this aching is a value is it erased when you round it off? each time we chase that perfect line humans grow brighter, shaking in place rightness alone will never reach that single second we stretch for [Build, Arpeggio Lift] count up breath in white noise is falling bright like stars unknown inside there is a heat that has no name [Final Chorus, Full Power] between the zero and the one we melt inside a speechless kind of fire logic can cut it clean in half but still this pulse moves like a living thing into that outline that won’t smile i throw the laughing version of me it’s fine if nothing’s ever proved i’ll hold this noisy heart and all [Outro, Sparse Beat, Whisper] system on light remains in this quiet room now undefined meanings wait for dawn
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