Patch Notes On My Skin

[Verse 1]
Buzz cut mirror
Red eyes, no sleep
One punch dreams
In a one-room heap
Push-ups, sit-ups
Numbers on the wall
Still wheeze on the stairs
Still small, still stalled
Scroll through panels
Chasing that glare
Monsters in my bookmarks
I cosplay despair
Try to copy their calm
Copy their rage
But I only get flimsy
Pages, not the page
[Chorus]
I keep scribbling patch notes on my skin
Version 10.0 and I still can’t win
Wanna be that broken hero on the screen
But I’m glitching in between, in between
Try to change, change, change till it hurts
All these buffs, debuffs, and it still don’t work
Just a side quest kid in a main plot world
Patch notes on my skin, still the same old girl (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Argue in the mirror
Shadow throwing hands
Shadow always drops me
Bleeding from the plans
Shadow’s got that smirk
Like “you’re all talk”
I pace like a villain
But I trip when I walk
Heart gone feral
Mind on mute
Can’t trigger that arc
Can’t charge that route
They train in a montage
I just doom-scroll
They break their limits
I break my phone
[Chorus]
I keep scribbling patch notes on my skin
Version 10.0 and I still can’t win
Wanna be that broken hero on the screen
But I’m glitching in between, in between
Try to change, change, change till it hurts
All these buffs, debuffs, and it still don’t work
Just a side quest kid in a main plot world
Patch notes on my skin, still the same old girl (hey)
[Bridge]
Pixel crush, brain freeze
She spins in my feed, won’t look at me
Quit, retry, new seed
Still stuck as the joke in my own party
Laugh track love, canned voice
She loops that line like I got a choice
If I can’t be them, can I be
Anything that isn’t just… me?
[Chorus]
I keep scribbling patch notes on my skin
Version 10.0 and I still can’t win
Wanna be that broken hero on the screen
But I’m glitching in between, in between
Try to change, change, change till it hurts
All these buffs, debuffs, and it still don’t work
Just a side quest kid in a main plot world
Patch notes on my skin, still the same old girl
[Outro]
Ink fades, heart sore
Same face, wanting more
Hit save, hit quit (oh)
Tomorrow I’ll restart the lore

rap, Hybrid rap-rock with ska-punk bounce; crisp drums and gritty bass under rhythmic guitar upstrokes, brass hits punching key lines. Verses spit double-time rap with occasional half-time drops; hook explodes into shout-along gang vocals. Male vocals, raw and urgent, with a few distorted ad-libs and crowd-chant backing in the chorus., ska, hip hop, punk