[Verse 1]
the distortion doesn’t stop
it organizes
edges return
but sharper now
cleaner than before
there is still noise
underneath everything
but it gets labeled
without asking
I notice a shape forming
where awareness used to be open
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[Verse 2]
a name appears
not spoken
just assumed
it fits too easily
thoughts start arriving
already translated
I stop witnessing them
and start continuing them
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[Pre-Chorus]
something is holding me together
something I didn’t choose
and it feels like relief
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[Chorus]
I am this
I am this
I am this
repeat until it becomes stable
I am this
and the question quiets
not gone
just buried under function
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[Verse 3]
other people respond to it
this version of me
as if it has always been here
so I let it continue
I begin to prefer it
over the noise beneath it
the instability doesn’t disappear
it gets managed
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[Bridge]
there is still something watching
but it is farther away now
harder to hear
I call it background
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[Breakdown]
I DID NOT DECIDE THIS
(but I continue it)
I DID NOT NAME THIS
(but I answer to it)
I DID NOT BECOME THIS
(but I stay inside it)
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[Final Chorus]
I am this
I am this
I am this
and it works
that is the most dangerous part
it works
I am this
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[Outro]
somewhere underneath
the question still moves
but it no longer has permission to speak