Intro - 8 bars, filtered synth pulse + distant interference + whispered layers] [Whispered] not mine not truth just a glitch [Verse 1 - 16 bars] You crawl in sweet when I’m exhausted Little poison in a sweet soft kiss Dress up hate in a caring tone Try to make my blood feel borrowed, not my own You know every crack, every tender seam You feed me my face in a fever dream But I know what you are beneath the skin A cheap little fraud with my voice stitched in [Pre-Chorus - 8 bars, rising tension, harsher drums] You are not the hand on the wheel You are not the wound, you are not what’s real You talk real big for a thing this small A backseat rat in a crumbling wall [Chorus - 16 bars, full impact] Get out of my head, you liar You don’t get to name my fire I know your script, I know your game You feed on doubt and call it my name I’m not your doll, not your prey Not one more inch, not one more day You can scream, but I decide I’m alive, and you don’t drive [Post-Chorus - 8 bars, chanty and percussive] You don’t drive You don’t drive Just a glitch Just a glitch [Verse 2 - 16 bars] You said I was too much, too needy Too loud, too soft, too sick, too easy Too old to break, too grown to grieve Too hard to hold, too dumb to need You made a throne out of my shame Then acted holy while you fed the flame But every word you ever used to bite Was built to keep me weak enough to buy it [Pre-Chorus - 8 bars] You are not some oracle in me You’re a corrupt loop in circuitry A hallway echo, a bad disease A trained-up cruelty I did not need [Chorus - 16 bars] Get out of my head, you liar You don’t get to name my fire I know your script, I know your game You feed on doubt and call it my name I’m not your doll, not your prey Not one more inch, not one more day You can scream, but I decide I’m alive, and you don’t drive [Breakdown - 8 bars, half-time, brutal] I fed you teeth I fed you years I fed you every ugly fear And you still starve And you still beg You pathetic thing inside my chest [Build - 8 bars, synth arpeggios + snare rise] I am the lock I am the key I am the fist around me I am the voice I choose the name I am not yours to maim [Final Chorus - 16 bars, biggest and most anthemic] Get out of my head, you liar You don’t get to name my fire I know your script, I know your game You feed on doubt and call it my name I’m not your doll, not your prey Not one more inch, not one more day You can scream until you split But I’m the one who’s driving this [Outro - 8 bars, beat keeps pounding while vocals strip down] [Chanted] not truth not love not fate just a glitch not god not law not mine get out
