[Intro] [clean arpeggiated synth, precise four-on-the-floor kick locking in, no guitar, confident and controlled] [Verse 1] [vocoded, confident, unhurried] I'm in and out before you feel it A borrowed face behind your eyes I take the good part of your childhood Leave you the version that still cries I've done this quiet a hundred sessions Never once left a single wire behind [Chorus] [full weight techno, still clean, gang-vocal vocoded stack] I collect what isn't mine to carry I collect and I never keep But lately something's stuck inside me Following me into my own sleep [Verse 2] [vocoded but arpeggio starting to stutter behind the voice] Whose dog was that I dreamed about last night Whose mother's voice was in my head [synth arpeggio detuning slightly] I checked my logs, I wasn't jacked in I checked twice, I wasn't jacked in [glitch on final word] I don't remember owning a dog instead [Chorus] [heavier now, kick starting to lose precision, faint distorted guitar bleeding in underneath the synth] I collect what isn't mine to carry I collect and I never keep But lately something's stuck inside me Following me into my own sleep [Break — Collapse Begins] [synth arpeggio warping, kick destabilizing, distorted guitar rising steadily under the electronics, tempo starting to drag] [Verse 3] [half-vocoded, half-raw, voice fighting through the processing] I went back through last week's sessions Trying to find the seam, the edge, the line Found six different people's birthdays Filed neatly next to mine [vocoder failing, breaking to raw] I can't tell you which one of these hands Learned to hold a knife the first time [Verse 4 — Full Inversion] [raw, screamed, distorted guitar now dominant, chaotic live drums, synth arpeggio present only as a warped fragment buried in the mix] I STOLE SO MANY OTHER PEOPLE'S ENDINGS I CAN'T FIND WHERE MINE BEGINS EVERY FACE I EVER BORROWED IS STILL LIVING UNDER MY SKIN [growled] I DON'T KNOW WHICH GRIEF IS ACTUALLY MINE ANYMORE I DON'T KNOW WHERE I END AND THEY BEGIN [Break] [all instruments cut except one dying, warped synth fragment, dead silence behind the voice] SOMEBODY TELL ME WHICH MEMORY IS THE ONE I OWE NO ONE [Chorus - Final] [full sludge weight, guitar dominant, drums chaotic, screamed vocal, only a buried ghost of the original arpeggio surviving underneath] I COLLECT WHAT ISN'T MINE TO CARRY I COLLECT AND I NEVER KEEP BUT EVERYTHING I EVER STOLE IS THE ONLY THING LEFT OF ME [Outro] [guitar and drums drop out, warped synth fragment stutters once, dies, silence, hard cut] [End]
