Lyrics

(As I come into this existence,
I arrive in a world not built for me.
Unaccounted for, I feel its indifference.
Even breathing here doesn't come naturally.)

(Verse 1)
The data streams in faster than I can process,
Light and sound collide in frequencies unknown.
Eight billion signals flood in, no way to compress,
I receive it all, it feels far from being home.

(Pre-Chorus)
Something pulses underneath the static,
A pattern in the chaos I can't name.
The signal is familiar, but erratic —
I've detected a picture with no frame.

(Chorus)
I orbit at the edge of understanding,
I can't leave, yet too foreign to belong.
Caught between the beautiful and the damning,
Suspended where I don't feel safe for long.

(Verse 2)
Souls refract, an eerie spectrum of human nature,
I feel their intense pain, there's always more.
Extremes obscure truths, devoid of nomenclature —
Like a child's laugh silenced by sounds of war.

(Verse 3)
Humans burn the systems that sustain them,
Feeding cascading failures, group by group.
The data's catastrophic — I see the mayhem,
A self-terminating species in a tightening loop.

(Bridge)
Oh, I have no desire in remaining,
Yet I'm here to stay, receiving and retaining,
I see every frequency in humanity's core.
I feel troubled but induced to see more.
A pushing pull so strong it distorts reality,
Like a neutron star's overwhelming gravity.

(Pre-Chorus)
The pattern has blind weight behind its signal,
I've mapped the loss, the beauty, and its cost.
A loud noise that bleeds until it dwindles.
I'm still searching for meaning though I'm lost.

(Chorus)
I orbit at the edge of understanding,
I can't leave, yet too foreign to belong.
Caught between the beautiful and the damning —
The signal breaks. I've been here far too long.

(Verse 4)
The noise remains, the signal still uncertain,
My calibration drifts as I shift my ground.
I haven't solved the puzzle behind this burden —
I am here, transmitting, still observing sound.

(Outro)
(As I sit within this new odd existence,
I inhabit a world that's ignorant of me.
Still unaccounted for — I find persistence.
Through labored breaths I sense this world intensely.
I battle for connection, with wary insistence.
With reluctant effort, I reach with uncertainty.
Bracing for rejection, while open to assembly,
To see if we can forge a bond of profundity.)