[Intro] Clock hands break like porcelain dreams (I’m still… still…) Stuck in you like a silent scream [Verse 1] Every morning’s a relapse, Flashbacks brewed in bitter tea (You left fingerprints on my synapse) Now your shadow’s diagnosed in me Breakfast burns, I’m stuck in thought Your name still lives on every knot In my stomach, in my skin Like you’re chemically coded in [Pre-Chorus] I count our hours like therapy pills (Split in halves, chasing thrills) You’re my delusional dose of still And I swallow just to feel [Chorus] I miss you clinically, chronically Pathologically, deep in me You echo in my circuitry (Run it back, run it back) I dream you pharmaceutically Hallucinate you soothing me Time’s a loop, and I can’t flee (You’re my clinical… clinical…) Attachment [Verse 2] It's been a week, a month — unknown (Time’s dissociated, overthrown) Books stay open, thoughts replay In every line, you softly stay I diagnose our photo frames, Play them like my favorite games Twenty times before I eat Thirty more — then repeat You’re a habit, not a phase A beautiful psychotic maze And I get lost in every trace Of your voice and of your face [Chorus] I miss you clinically, chronically Obsessively, it's haunting me You’re spiked in my neurology (Run it back, run it back) I breathe you biochemically Unwired from reality You’re looping in my memory (My clinical… clinical…) Attachment [Ukraine Rap-Bridge] Ya za toboiu sumuiu shchoranku, Shchonochi ta shchokhvylyny; Koly prokydaiusia, hotuiu snidanky Chy prosto chytaiu knyhy. Mynuv chy tyzhden', chy druhyi Misiats'... Ne znaiu, bo hubliu Lik chasu. Z toboiu. Zavzhdy. Znakhozhu zh u vs'omu, Mriiu pro spil'ni hulianky Ta, mabut', zhyvu lysh toboiu... Rakhuiu spil'ni hodyny, a foto Z nashykh momentiv perehliadaiу Po dvadtsiat', po trydtsiat' raziv; Disorder of affection, I wear it proud (My thoughts scream soft but never loud) You’re a symptom I can’t sedate A sweet decline I can’t escape We walked through dreams and dopamine Now I chase ghosts in quarantine You’re coded in my every cell A personal, poet ic hell [Ukraine Rap-Bridge] Ya za toboiu sumuiu shchoranku, Shchonochi ta shchokhvylyny; You’re spiked in my neurology (Run it back, run it back) I breathe you biochemically Unwired from reality You’re looping in my memory Attachment [Ukraine Rap-Bridge] Ya