Yeah… I'd love to give you schematics for a simple peace of mind, Say the damage has a purpose, a reason you can find. But my art is just an audit of the chaos left behind, No comfort in the data when you see how it's designed. On the contrary, my theses are a testament to doubt, A diagnostic reading of a system bleeding out. I don't architect the anthems and I never learned the trick, But give me sixteen bars and watch the optimism click. God, I wish I had the answers you could hold,
Someone who sees the future and can frame it all in gold. Who can process all this noise and just endure it, stone-and-cold… I really wish that I could be the one who told you so… There's nothing left to hold…
The software's corrupted, the logic is wrecked… There's nothing left to hold… The network's compromised, a lie in effect… There's nothing left to hold… The architecture's shattered, what did y'all expect… I feel it in my bones, there's nothing left to hold… And if my father wasn't just a ghost inside my head, He'd probably say, "See son, it's just like I always said." You think a new perspective is a simple state to choose? A faulty psychiatric model's all you have to lose? Trauma's not a glitch you can just patch and then reboot, It's a hack inside your BIOS, poisoning the absolute. "Manifest your vision," is the cheap fix they prescribed, But I can't write you a prescription for a hope that's been deprived. So I'm sorry if the final broadcast isn't clean and bright,
This last transmission's just a final rant tonight. God, I wish I had the answers you could hold, Someone who sees the future and can frame it all in gold. Who can process all this noise and just endure it, stone-and-cold… I look at you and really wish I could have told you so…
There's nothing left to hold… The software's corrupted, the logic is wrecked… There's nothing left to hold… The network's compromised, a lie in effect… There's nothing left to hold… The architecture's shattered, what did y'all expect… I feel it in my bones, there's nothing left to hold… Nothing left at all... (Yeah, nothing left at all...) There's nothing left... Fuck me...