Words scatter.
Lines shatter.
A voice I'm sure I heard-
No, I didn't hear you.
Low hum. No sun.
The air feels sharp and wrong.
A message repeats, but I've stopped trying.
It loops like a thread unwinding.
Is it me or the machine?
What's real when the cracks don't show?
Is it thought or dopamine?
What fades when the wires glow?
Come back to this place we made.
Hold tight as the edges fray.
What's left when the data fades?
What's real, anyway?
Blank screen. Unseen.
A space where ghosts collide.
I trace the code but lose the thread.
A feeling I thought had died.
Is it me or the machine?
What's left when the circuits glow?
Is it truth or dopamine?
What breaks when we let it go?
Come back to this place we made.
Hold tight as the edges fray.
What's left when the data fades?
What's real, anyway?
All the lines we drew have blurred.
Still reaching.
Every word feels overheard.
Still reaching.
And I can't find you here.
Still...
Come back to this place we made.
Hold tight as the edges fray.
What's left when the data fades?
We'll always be two.
The19Sleventy5 - Fragment Lyrics
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English
Words scatter.
Lines shatter.
A voice I'm sure I heard-
No, I didn't hear you.
Low hum. No sun.
The air feels sharp and wrong.
A message repeats, but I've stopped trying.
It loops like a thread unwinding.
Is it me or the machine?
What's real when the cracks don't show?
Is it thought or dopamine?
What fades when the wires glow?
Come back to this place we made.
Hold tight as the edges fray.
What's left when the data fades?
What's real, anyway?
Blank screen. Unseen.
A space where ghosts collide.
I trace the code but lose the thread.
A feeling I thought had died.
Is it me or the machine?
What's left when the circuits glow?
Is it truth or dopamine?
What breaks when we let it go?
Come back to this place we made.
Hold tight as the edges fray.
What's left when the data fades?
What's real, anyway?
All the lines we drew have blurred.
Still reaching.
Every word feels overheard.
Still reaching.
And I can't find you here.
Still...
Come back to this place we made.
Hold tight as the edges fray.
What's left when the data fades?
We'll always be two.
Lines shatter.
A voice I'm sure I heard-
No, I didn't hear you.
Low hum. No sun.
The air feels sharp and wrong.
A message repeats, but I've stopped trying.
It loops like a thread unwinding.
Is it me or the machine?
What's real when the cracks don't show?
Is it thought or dopamine?
What fades when the wires glow?
Come back to this place we made.
Hold tight as the edges fray.
What's left when the data fades?
What's real, anyway?
Blank screen. Unseen.
A space where ghosts collide.
I trace the code but lose the thread.
A feeling I thought had died.
Is it me or the machine?
What's left when the circuits glow?
Is it truth or dopamine?
What breaks when we let it go?
Come back to this place we made.
Hold tight as the edges fray.
What's left when the data fades?
What's real, anyway?
All the lines we drew have blurred.
Still reaching.
Every word feels overheard.
Still reaching.
And I can't find you here.
Still...
Come back to this place we made.
Hold tight as the edges fray.
What's left when the data fades?
We'll always be two.
Writer: Natalie Romano, ChatGPT AI
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid