Lyric

First sip

Warm hit

Mind split

Soft drift pulling me up

Words thin out

Floor tilts quick

I walk faster than my name

Grip slip

Line twist

My steps run ahead of me

Cut cut cut

Spin my frame

Flash then blur

Slice my voice in thin pieces

Drop me

Lift me

Drop again

I feel clean

Then crack

Then gone

Rush in

Edge bend

Breathless pace without air

I chase my shadow’s mistake

Memory skips three frames

My thoughts trip over speed

Lean fast

Name split

I can't slow down

Beatline grabs my pulse-ghost

And hurls it forward

Break break break

Rush my tongue

Pitch fall

Pitch rise

Glitch hit

Too fast to hold

Too loud to think

Too bright to stay

I rise wrong

I fall right

Every step a new mistake

Every glow a false return

Cut me open

Spin the room

Slam the beat into my chest

I run without legs

I fall without touching

I vanish at full speed