Lyric

I really thought I was the one

Chosen by the shadows, born to run

But now those memories hit my brain

And I’m diving under covers to hide the pain

Corners of my notebooks, filled with lore

Deep world-building, I couldn’t ignore

"Jet Black Awakening," "The Chosen Soul"

I wrote way too much, I lost control

I swore that no one would ever see

Locked it away, just for me

But why is it still there, haunting my screen?

The ghost of the boy that I used to be

I was so serious, my "Obsidian Phase"

Saving the world in a cringey haze

Reading it now, it’s a physical blow

I’m screaming out loud, oh please make it stop!

I was so serious, my "Obsidian Phase"

I can’t even laugh at my old-school ways

Hey, past-me, just let it go

Don't explain another word, I already know!

Encrypted folders with a name so bad

Even my computer’s looking sad

Handle-name was twenty letters long

Inputting it now feels so incredibly wrong

I thought I deleted every single file

But the backups came back, after a while

Why did I save it? Why was I like this?

I wanna punch past-me with a heavy fist!

I was so serious, my "Obsidian Phase"

Banging my head in a shameful daze

"The Chosen One"? Chosen by who?

I’m dying inside, what am I supposed to do?

I was so serious, my "Obsidian Phase"

Writhe on the floor, it’s just a stage

But if I deny it, the old me will cry

So I’ll keep it a secret until I die

A spell to erase my memory

I searched for it, honestly

Didn't find a thing, so I’m back in bed

With a pillow wrapped around my head

(Don't look at the notebook...)

(Stop it...)