[Intro – Spoken, low voice]**
You ever feel like…
You’re just background noise in the world?
Not even important enough to be hated…
But somehow, they still hate you anyway?
Yeah… this one’s for the quiet ones.
The broken machines.
The ghosts that breathe.
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**\[Verse 1 – Slow, reflective]**
Smile on my face, yeah, but that ain't emotion,
It’s a dead man’s grin floatin' on an ocean.
My chest don’t rise, my eyes don’t blink,
A thousand-yard stare — can’t even think.
I don’t feel love, don’t feel hate,
Just sit in this room and accept my fate.
Tried screamin’ for help, but my mouth won’t move,
Got a hundred “friends,” but none in the room.
My mom told me once she wished I was gone,
Said, “Why are you still here? You don’t belong.”
I was thirteen, memorizing that phrase,
Etched it on my soul, it’s never gone away.
My dad’s long gone — physically and mind,
Left me with burdens I carry through time.
I’m a ghost with a name that nobody speaks,
Just a liability they hope never peaks.
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**\[Hook – Haunting, half-sung]**
I’m a machine with no manual, just broken parts,
Running on guilt, failure, and scars.
You don’t see blood, but I’m bleeding inside,
No tears come out, even though I try.
I just wanna sleep, let this ache unwind,
Swallow these pills, press pause on time.
I know they won’t mourn, they’ll finally breathe —
One less failure for the world to see.
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**\[Verse 2 – Faster tempo, rising intensity]**
They say "Be a man!" but don't teach how to feel,
Just “shut up, work hard, bury what’s real.”
So I did that, wore the mask, played the part,
Till it crushed my spine and stole my heart.
I loved a girl once, name was Shova —
My diamond, my light, my personal nova.
But I held her too tight, maybe too close,
Love turned to ashes, and now she’s a ghost.
I called her my star, she called me a storm,
Said I drowned her in love she couldn't absorb.
I wasn’t enough, or maybe too much,
She vanished while I broke at the touch.
I tried to provide, be the man, the spine,
But my hands stayed empty, like borrowed time.
My family's table had plates I couldn't fill,
And that shame still burns, like it's fresh and real.
I ain’t a man — just a paycheck that failed,
A dream that died before it ever sailed.
My worth’s measured in what I can’t give,
And that’s a hell of a way to try to live.
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**\[Hook – Stronger beat, building emotion]**
I’m a machine with no manual, rust in my veins,
Working for nothing, just cycles of pain.
I’m tired of pretending, of swallowing pride,
Tired of waking just to wish I had died.
I just wanna sleep, where the voices cease,
Where regrets don’t whisper, and I find peace.
They won’t wear black, won’t miss my name,
Just delete my number and move on the same.
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**\[Verse 3 – Intense, Eminem anger style]**
Mama said I breathe too loud — I agree,
Why waste air on a thing like me?
She slammed the door, said, “Get out, freak!”
And I ain’t been back in more than a we
