I hid my name behind something called fine white heart on the cover, little knife inside If anybody asks why I glow in the dark say the song found a pulse when I forgot how to start I put a white heart beside my name like a bandage trying to look brave Little red horns on a quiet face because soft things need a warning shape My therapy starts when the headphones hum nightcore lifts the ceiling off my room Lo-fi ghosts at the edge of sleep horror made gentle enough to keep The first version hurt too much to play every breath came clipped and gray So move the silence, shift the pain but leave my voice alive to say Remix me till I sound alive speed me up but do not erase my eyes Turn my dead air into light cut me up but do not cut me out If I break into better sound let the pieces keep singing loud I was never gone, just hard to find remix me till I sound alive Oh-oh, alive in the edit Oh-oh, I let them hear it Oh-oh, not fixed, not finished remix me till I sound alive One voice carries melancholy one keeps her soul behind her teeth one stands outside the doorway one wants too much and gets called greed I did not build a mask to lie I built a face that could survive Hearts on the page, horror underneath a small black room where I could breathe The old version still belongs to me even when it hurts to keep So change the shape, but save the ache there is a life inside the break Remix me till I sound alive speed me up but do not erase my eyes Turn my dead air into light cut me up but do not cut me out If I break into better sound let the pieces keep singing loud I was never gone, just hard to find remix me till I sound alive Do not call me fake when I change key I am still myself in another melody Same sore heart with a faster beat same red horns with a softer ring Every version sends a flare through the hiss beneath my name I kept the hurt and changed the gain so I could hear myself again Cut the cage around the cry cut the shame but leave the spine cut the dark until it shines not deleted, redesigned The first version hurt too much to play I loved her enough to rearrange not a self left behind just my signal breaking through Remix me till I sound alive speed me up but do not erase my eyes Turn my dead air into light cut me up but do not cut me out If I break into better sound let the pieces keep singing loud I was never gone, just hard to find remix me till I sound alive Remix me till I sound alive there are other ways a heart can fight Not fixed, not fake, not left behind remix me till I sound alive The first version hurt too much to play so I let the nightcore carry the weight white heart, red horns, still my voice remix me till I have a choice
