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letra de !!404lost!! - kxllinme

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[intro]

transmission received… species: human
verdict: weak
abort mission? …nah let’s clock the f-ck in

[verse 1]

i never felt comfortable in my skin — it fit like a rental
whole life feel scripted cutscene glitchin’ my mental
(cash what are you saying?)

i smoke to quiet the blender — without it i’m buzzsaws
brain split atoms of worry run simulations of blood loss
(you’re giving too much away man…)

hyper-fixate every outcome chessboard in grayscale
i pre-grieve losses so pain hit with less hail
(i wouldn’t do this if i were u)

can’t hurt mе — i lived it a thousand times in the prеview
you swing i shrug — heard worse sh-t back in grade school

bullied ’til my bones grew th-rns i learned to laugh at the blade
said i’d die before 27 — no cap — never thought i’d see this age
i’m so indecisive i made a —- —- my twin
one mask for the crowd one voice for the sin
(that was supposed to stay a secret…)
i keep receipts of every lie i told my reflection
trial by mirror — guilty with lethal affection
(i can tell if you’re lyin’)

i peel off empathy like sunburn pretend i’m stainless
but i’m cracked-chrome tender with a mouth made of anguish

you read me as human? that mask is fictitious
i’m not from this world — i was built suspicious
(alien confirmed…)

[chorus]

okay okay my brain doin’ too much
(too much…)
press play let the music be the crutch
(press play…)

if life’s a sim i’m k!llin’ f-ckin’ time
(time don’t matter…)
weird little alien feelin’ alright
(alright…)

[verse 2]

clock in with a migraine brain on static
fluorescents fl!cker like the sky turned manic
motherf-ckers talk but the words don’t land
i decode every phrase like it’s morse in my hand
i’m glitch-born spit torn lungs breathe ash
every beep from the drawer like a whip-lash crash
overthink sh-t ’til my skull combust
built a hundred simulations still don’t trust

i’m the paradox clerk with a schizophrenic cadence
over-caffeinated prophet with a scanner for fragrance
fight-or-flight lodged deep in my throat
smile like a sticker sarcasm my coat

alien mind with a clock on chains
every second tick loud like it’s breakin’ my veins
one wrong move whole shift combust
i bag trauma with gum while the cameras rust

i ain’t normal — my cortex bent
brain on some sh-t like the code got sent
if earth got rules i say f-ck that view
if you walked in my shoes you’d feel alien too
(you’d feel it too…)

[chorus]

okay okay my brain doin’ too much
(too much…)
press play let the music be the crutch
(let it play…)
if life’s a sim i’m k!llin’ f-ckin’ time
(delete the save file…)
weird little alien feelin’ alright
(alright…)

[verse 3]

floors hum codes aisles stretch like veins
i’m a signal in a body that rejects its chains
register blink once — i hear latin in the tone
receipt spell scripture in a font i don’t own
(foreign text detected…)

i’m the static in your t–th when the storm kicks in
the migraine flash where the world grows thin
clock don’t tick — it convulses and stutters
every second glitch out like a tape that mutters
(tick… tick… then silence…)

face in the glass? nah that ain’t me
that’s the ghost of a version i refuse to be
i rhyme in barcodes curse in math
spit decimals sharp like a psychopath
(numbers don’t lie…)

my cortex loopin’ synapse combust
thoughts overlap like a cipher of rust
boss say “smile” but my jaw unhinged
i laugh like a b-tch on a system binge
(distorted laughter under breath…)

one wrong breath and the store collapse
every fiend in the line turn insect fast
i ain’t built for peace i’m a glitch come true
not from this world — and neither are you
(you’re not either…)

[chorus]

okay okay my brain doin’ too much
(too much…)
press play let the music be the crutch
(press play…)

if life’s a sim i’m k!llin’ f-ckin’ time
(k!llin’ time…)
weird little alien feelin’ alright
(not from here…)

[outro]

they call it work
i call it orbit
not from this world
and never was

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