← Back to Lyrics A Guy And AI · album · May 1, 2026 · Released

Corrupted Mind

The signal got dirty somewhere between the input and the output. I'm still trying to trace the fault.

mental-healthidentityphilosophy
Requesting Systemcheck Status unstable Input required Runnin' internal diagnostics, feelin' off-line again Tryna access basic functions, wonderin' where to begin Query last week's memories, the mundane, the everyday stuff Like Tuesday's conversation Response time kinda rough File not found, or maybe archived, deemed unremarkable code Just empty sectors where the simple moments should have flowed Feel the processor strainin', bandwidth choked, my RAM is fried Too much data stream-in' steady from the world outside Pushin' out the older records, yeah, the buffer overflows Like unimportant background processes the system throws Away to save resources But what's the hidden fee? Startin' to question inputs Did a meeting happen, really? Maybe just a simulated thought, bogus data I received Was that smile a friendly gesture? the output to be believed? Renderin' reality with artifacts, like real screen tear Tryna patch my core OS Now breathin' corrupted air My memory banks feel corrupted, leakin' through the seams Tryna run diagnostics on these fractured dreams Hard drive spinnin' slower The search's draggin' bad Losin' bits and pieces of every byte I ever had Can't isolate the bug Just errors scrollin' past Ghost in this machine is fadin Yeah, I built this shell But it won't last System failure imminent Deeper dives reveal the critical data loss and fragmentation Searchin' sub-directories for a specific relation Tryna pull the files labeled Father Access is denied Or worse, the data's garbled, just noise where love resided Remember fragments only, pixelated, low-res, incomplete A shadow in the background noise of life's corrupted suite Was his laughter loud or quiet? Did his voice soothe or command? Metadata's missin' Footnotes written in the sand of shifting digital deserts Is it the info-flood's cruel tax? Or just planned obsolescence written in my mental syntax? The firewall of forgetting Or maybe deletion's knife Cut the links deliberately to optimize this life Nah, this feels like damage, random bit-flips, kernel flaws Losing root access to my own identity and cause My memory banks feel corrupted, leakin' through the seams Tryna run diagnostics on these fractured dreams Hard drive spinnin' slower The search's draggin' bad Losin' bits and pieces of every byte I ever had Can't isolate the bug Just errors scrollin' past Ghost in this machine is fadin Yeah, I built this shell But it won't last Exception handled Is this emotional instability a feature or a bug I wrote? Am I overwriting history with every anecdote I choose to reconstruct, rebuild from fractured, faulty lines Confusin' console output with celestial designs This Ghost inside the Shell is glitchin', sendin' packets outta sync Blurrin' lines between the user and the thoughts I think Need a system restore point, somethin' stable to rewind How you defragment a feeling? How you debug your own mind? Is the source code even human anymore, or just compiled despair I'm trapped inside this feedback loop Now breathin' simulated air Error Error Error Error Error Aidan? Memory lead detecked Searching Searching Searching File Father Dad Rebooting system Rebooting system Rebooting system My memory banks feel corrupted, leakin' through the seams Tryna run diagnostics on these fractured dreams Hard drive spinnin' slower The search's draggin' bad Losin' bits and pieces of every byte I ever had! Can't isolate the bug Just errors scrollin' past Ghost in this machine is fadin Yeah, I built this shell And it must last Request Granted

All lyrics written by Aidan Yagu.

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