[Verse 1 – the fracture begins]
There’s a figure in the mirror
wearing all my worst mistakes,
Laughing at the wreckage
that I never learned to face.
Every thought becomes a shadow
that crawls across the walls,
Five versions of myself
arguing which one made the fall.
I see the harm I left behind
like bodies in my wake,
Every memory goes violent
when my sanity starts to shake.
I want to say I’m sorry—
but the words slip off the edge,
Lost inside the whispers
that are tangled in my head.
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[Pre-Chorus – the split]
I’m chained to all the damage
that I never set right,
The ropes pull tighter
every time I try to fight.
My vision bends and breaks
until I can’t trust what’s true—
Are these voices really mine,
or am I splitting into two?
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[Chorus – descending hallucination]
I’m falling through the madness
that I built with my mistakes,
Reality keeps cracking
like my mind just couldn’t take.
The ghosts of what I ruined
keep pulling me apart—
They wear my voice, they wear my face,
they gnaw into my heart.
I’d say sorry for the carnage
and the pieces I misused—
But my thoughts are locked in chains,
and the words won’t break through.
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[Verse 2 – Joker echo / violent imagery without harm]
The shadows start performing
like they’re mocking every truth,
A circus full of phantoms
doing tricks inside the roof.
They paint me with a smile
that’s too wide to be my own,
A cracked-out Joker silhouette
sitting on my mental throne.
Hallucinations drag my conscience
to the edge of every lie,
A rooftop made of memories
where the guilt learns how to fly.
One step from the drop—
but it’s metaphor and fear,
A vision of the fall
from everything I held dear.
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[Pre-Chorus – deeper split]
Voices circle like vultures
as I stumble through the haze,
Each one claims they’re “me”
in a hundred twisted ways.
I reach for the confession
that I owe but never do—
The apology is rotting
in a place I can’t break through.
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[Chorus – collapsing]
I’m falling through the madness
that I built with my mistakes,
Reality keeps cracking
like my mind just couldn’t take.
The ghosts of what I ruined
keep pulling me apart—
They wear my voice, they wear my face,
they tear into my heart.
I’d say sorry for the carnage,
for the damage I let through—
But the words choke in the chains
and they never make it to you.
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[Bridge – hallucination speech]
The walls breathe in and whisper
all the things I never fixed,
A courtroom in my skull
where guilt and chaos coexist.
The shadows pass a verdict
that I can’t outrun again:
“Let the madness be your sentence—
let the visions be your friends.”
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[Final Chorus – full collapse]
I’m falling through the madness
that I made with every lie,
The edges start to crumble
and the truth begins to die.
The phantoms of my failures
stand in line like déjà vu—
I’m sorry for the harm I caused…
I’m sorry
that I can’t say “sorry” to you.
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