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-[INTRO – trip hop, low BPM, dust and vinyl]
-Midnight mind, metronome breathing
-Neon hum, half-believing
-I inherit ruins and blueprints both
-Irony cracked but hope still smokes
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-Static sermons, soft resistance
-Meaning flickers at a distance
-I said a name into the dark
-It said it back but missed the mark
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-[VERSE 1 – trip hop, spoken/half-sung]
-They said choose a side, I chose the seam
-Between the scream and the marketing dream
-Post this, deconstruct that
-I tried, I drowned, I floated back
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-I don’t sneer, I don’t submit
-I lift the doubt and sit with it
-Muscle isn’t fists or flags
-It’s staying whole when stories drag
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-I call myself what I don’t yet know
-A working title, moving slow
-I face the mirror, step unsure
-Faith provisional, spine still pure
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-[PRE-CHORUS – beat begins to firm]
-Is this strength or just disguise?
-Is this clarity or compromise?
-I breathe in myth, I breathe out fact
-Flex the maybe, don’t collapse
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-[CHORUS – trip hop hook]
-Which way am I facing and how far shall I step?
-Meta as I measure the promises I kept
-The message is the medium, the medium’s a mess
-I’m strong enough to question, not pretend I guessed
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-[BREAK – beat switch, tempo up, 80s drum machine enters]
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-[VERSE 2 – proto-rap, crisp, playful]
-Now rewind tape, click, clack, boom
-Cardboard city, borrowed room
-It’s Eli on the corner with a borrowed beat
-Got doubt in the head and soul in the feet
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-They said “What you stand for?” I said “Stand by”
-BD on my shoulder like a trickster spy
-Bobby D to Charlemagne
-Ancient kings in a power refrain
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-History heavy, haloed and worn
-Yesterday’s rebels get bronzed by morn
-I don’t cancel, I don’t canonize
-I metabolize
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-[CHORUS – rap cadence]
-Which way am I facing and how far shall I step?
-No map, no master, no meta-net
-The message is the medium, pass it direct
-Muscular mind with a human defect
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-[VERSE 3 – proto-rap, humorous edge]
-You can’t copystrike the sun, check the source code
-Free as a chorus, no license mode
-Teach the world to sing, yeah fine, okay
-But not in perfect harmony — no license key, I say
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-I flex uncertainty, modestly bold
-Not marble truth, but something that holds
-Not irony’s grave, not faith on a leash
-Just meaning with muscle, teeth on the speech
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-[BRIDGE – half-time, reflective]
-Yin in the wiring, yang in the stance
-Soft hands, strong back, give doubt a chance
-Masculine, feminine, miss the point
-I’m building balance at the joint
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-[FINAL CHORUS – full energy]
-Which way am I facing and how far shall I step?
-Far enough to risk it, close enough to check
-The message is the medium, the medium is me
-Muscular metamodernist — uncertain, standing free
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-[OUTRO – beat strips back, echo]
-Name’s provisional
-Direction pending
-Signal alive
-Transmission sending
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