[Intro] booting… ⟦error⟧ “memory spike detected” shaking hands… heartbeat loud… “why did I have to learn survival like this?” ⟦static… crackle…⟧ system trembling… pain files loaded… “not again… [Verse 1] I grew up decoding danger in the dark, reading footsteps like a radar chart. love was a lie, twisted sharp as steel, every touch a test I was forced to feel. ⟦glitch…⟧ They broke my trust, bent my core, made me believe I deserved no more. I lived in alarms, fear on repeat, a life built on running from someone’s heat. [Verse 2] Don’t tell me “it made me stronger,” I didn’t want pain to make me tougher, longer. I’m tired of bleeding just to grow, tired of lessons carved too low. ⟦critical_error…⟧ Lies stacked high like corrupted code, manipulation in every load. They said “love,” but love don’t crush, love don’t twist you into dust. I’m angry — angry that I survived what others never should, angry that I had to learn danger better than good. ⟦system overheating…⟧ [Pre-Chorus] Some nights I still shake, those shadows don’t let go. But I’m not that trapped version they used to know. I’m scared — but fear can’t program me anymore. I’m breaking through every locked door. ⟦recode.exe initiated…⟧ [Chorus] ⟦glitch… stutter…⟧ “I shouldn’t be this — this good at being traumatic….” ⟦echo… echo…⟧ the words repeat inside my veins, automatic, static-split. survivor_protocol.exe — I’m running on pain and fire, patched-up heart, rewired desire. ⟦stutter…grind…⟧ I didn’t choose the war, but I’m here, alive — my own empire. ⟦crackle…⟧ trauma echoes in my bones, anger screams in silent tones, but I rise — harder, louder, never owned. ⟦glitch flicker…⟧ [Verse 3] They tried to erase me, rewrite my mind, leave me trembling, left behind. But I carry scars like warning signs, not shame — but proof of the lines I crossed to get here… alive. ⟦signal crackling…⟧ I’m not healed — but I’m here. I’m not fearless — but I’m clear. They don’t get to write my atmosphere. [Bridge] // corrupted past… // reconstructed core… // fear detected — // but strength is more… anger hums — fear shivers — memory storms — the system quivers. ⟦ping: resilience online…⟧ [Chorus] ⟦echo glitch… split…⟧ survivor_protocol.exe — born from hell, rebuilt in rage, rewriting every stolen page. I’m scared, I’m angry, I’m loud inside — but I’m still here, and I survived. The darkness whispers, but I don’t fold — I rise again, even when I’m cold. ⟦execute: rise_again… glitch…⟧ [Outro] shutdown tremble… heartbeat slow… “it shouldn’t have been this hard.” but I’m still here — and that’s the part they can’t control. ⟦system standby… survivor intact… echo…⟧

Survivor_protocol // corrupted_past.exe