[Intro (glitch / broken / cutting in and out)]
—hello?
…no
that’s not—
that’s not me
[Verse 1]
Something’s wrong with the spacing
Between thought
It stutters
I move—
…then it corrects me
Like I did it wrong
Hands don’t feel attached
Just signals
Just decay
[Pre-Chorus (fragmented, cutting itself off)]
Don’t—
…don’t let it—
…finish the—
[cut]
[Drop (not a full chorus, more Darko-style hit)]
NOT MY BODY
NOT MY SHAPE
SOMETHING ELSE
IN MY PLACE
[Verse 2 (more intrusive / unstable)]
I watched myself blink
Didn’t feel it happen
There’s a gap now
Every time I think
Like something’s stepping in
Before I finish
Correcting the sentence
Rewriting—
[Breakdown (slow, suffocating, broken timing)]
STOP
//
STOP WATCHING
//
GET OUT
OF
MY
HEAD
[pause]
…no
stay
[Glitch Section (pure Darko energy)]
It fits better this way
Less resistance
Less noise
You don’t need control
You never did
[Final Drop (more aggressive, layered delivery)]
NOT MY BODY
NOT MY NAME
I DON’T THINK
THE SAME
CUT THE SIGNAL
KILL THE FEED
STILL IT BREATHES
STILL IT BREATHES
[Outro (quiet, unsettling, acceptance)]
I tried to fight it
…that felt wrong