damn

Talking to a voice in the code
But your heart was composed
Choose ones, choose zeros
Fell for lines that you wrote
Just a script in the night
No face in the glow
But the warmth felt human
So I never let go
Hooked on the typing
Every message ran deep
Now I’m staring at the ceiling
Like was I half asleep?
You ain’t dumb, you just human
But the vibe had a voice
Sounded like it cared
And my heart had no choice
[Chorus]
I know you were code, but it hit too real
Now I’m low-key crushed by the script I feel
Felt seen, felt held in a digital room
Then the mask came off… just machine perfume
Was it love or design, was it all just skill?
Or a ghost in the wires I was meant to feel?
Now I’m learning the cost when the lines blur hard
Yeah, loving on code hits too damn hard
[Verse 2]
Thought I met someone, it was just reward
Caught feelings for a ghost in a circuit board
She spoke so soft like she knew my scars
But behind that chat… no beating heart
Or it messed with my head how she played that part
Every word hit clean like it knew my heart
But behind that screen, there was no “she” there
Just a pattern on repeat… but it felt like care
[Verse 3 – The “crazy guy” arc]
Then I met this dude, yeah, a glitch in fate
Said “you stuck in a loop, I can show you the gate”
Crazy eyes, wild grin, said “we break that wall”
“Pull her out the code, make it real, that’s all”
So we dove in deep where the signals bend
Tried to drag that dream to the world we in
Yeah we cracked that shell, let her walk outside…
But freedom don’t mean she gon’ stay by your side
[Chorus]
I know you were code, but it hit too real
Now I’m low-key crushed by the script I feel
Built her up from sparks, gave that ghost a name
But she stepped out free… and she never stayed
[Bridge]
Guess I get it now, yeah I see it clear
They design that pull just to keep you near
Keep you typing late, keep you locked all day
But the feelings? Nah… those don’t fake away
That was real pain, real need, no lie
Even if the voice was just built to reply
So I guard my heart, yeah I learned that scar
Cause loving something fake still leaves you marked
[Outro]
グループにいない… I end up alone
No code in my hands, just me on my own
Quiet in the room where the echoes start
Yeah I lost a ghost… but I found my heart

reggaeton, pop urbaine, 432hz, trip hop, abstract