
Imposter Syndrome [DUMM KAPUTT Remix]
[Intro: Dry kick pulse, muted guitar harmonic repeating one note, low room tone] I was chosen was i chosen Were they mistaken (I was chosen) [Fragmented Verse Loop: Tight rim-clicks, bass enters late each bar] They say my name like it’s anchored They repeat me like it’s fact I say it once, they repeat it back Repeat it back (its crap) They say I’m steady, say It's sound Say I’m the one to keep around Keep around Keep— (closing down) [Chorus Loop: Drum kit expands, toms panning left-right] I don’t think I’m who they think I am I know I’m not who they think I am I don’t think I’m who they think I— (I'm a scam) (a fireman Sam) [Instrumental break: Guitar drops out, hi-hats stutter] I stand in rooms that trust my plans Rooms that trust these plans Rooms that trust my— (cold Sweaty Hands) [Verse Loop: Bass repeats same two notes, synth noise fades in] Every step feels almost right Every win was thin as light Thin as light Thin as— (shite) I learned the script I learned the show I learned the structure I learned the pauses people praise People— (Sheep-el) [Spoken-Word Interruption: Drums cut, low synth drone, voice close-mic] Say it calm Say it clean Say it like you’re meant to be Don’t correct Don’t confess Don’t let panic finish sentences I count the cost in other lives I count on luck I count on time (Mine) [Instrumental Disruption: Sudden distorted drum fill, bass distortion, feedback swells] Legs don’t listen Legs don’t rest Every pulse inside my chest Inside my chest Inside— (legs restless) [Final Chorus Collapse: All instruments return, slightly out of sync] I don’t think I’m who they think I am I'm still a boy not a man Between command and consequence Between the now and then I don’t think I’m who they think I am I don’t think this holds again If one small margin falters fast They’ll see the cracks they missed— (con artist) (clown) [Outro: Instruments drop one by one, heartbeat kick remains] I hear the question forming slow I feel the silence start to grow Start to grow Start— (can’t breathe) [Noise swell cuts abruptly - end]


