The Communication is Dead ft. PRØJΞCT_DXZ

We sit together in the quiet bed Speak, speak to me, and listen I received your messages, and then You pushed harder against my now-broken head I gave you the guide, the perfect blueprint And yet your choices still caused this! I built a life on a bedrock of iron and isolated peace Kept the mainframe secure as the internal network increased Wasn't seeking a savior to fix the circuit in my chest Just sought an equal in the chaos of a world cold and diseased Human connection is a two-way symmetrical street Untangle the wires or compassion suffers defeat When your darkness appears I put up my defenses and freeze Let your narrative unfold without a chance for me to speak I hear your bitter frequencies, parsing the grief from the spite Absorb the weight of your trauma to lighten your mind (And ruin mine!) You take the grace of my silence and frame it as unforgivable crime! The communication is dead The communication is dead The communication is dead If a phantom is haunting your mind, speak it into the light Don't allow the assumptions to run the rules of what's right They're the rust in the copper, a silent invisible decay Severing vital connections til there is nothing to salvage or save You mistook my privacy for a threat in the dark Speak to me Before this leads to a hole in both of our hearts It was designed to be us versus the chaos! Not me versus you! You sabotaged the times we shared! You broke our foundation in two! The communication is dead The communication is dead The communication is dead I sat in the dark seeking counsel, asking how to rewrite that code Checking every perspective just to lighten your mental load They told me to yield, to change, to listen to your demands So I bent my own iron, reshaped my design, with my own two hands I muted my instincts, wore the disguise that you wanted to see The closer I got to your vision, further I drifted from mine And it made me miserable, a hollow shell inside your simulation We were meant to be partners in trenches, fighting on the same side Now I’m dying inside the version of me that you made in your mind! Assumptions are breeding like parasites under your skin! Burning the tapestries down where the healing was meant to begin! I'm a standalone system; I was whole before you arrived! You can't spread your virus into a heart that's already survived! It was designed to be us versus the chaos! Not me versus you! You sabotaged the times we shared! You broke our foundation in two! The communication is dead The communication is dead The communication is dead The communication is dead Because now I see that a heart with no drive Never had the power to keep itself alive... The communication is dead (dead, dead...) Ruined myself trying to save us both I'll rebuild with steel, paint it all in red And I'll hold and protect it all alone (alone, alone...)