MESSAGE DECAY

[Verse 1]
The cursor's ghost blinks on the third paragraph, screen's cold.
Four AM bleedin' through the blinds, story I never told.
My thumb is hovering, a moth stuck over a fake moon.
Every word a brick I polished, built this whole damn room.
Then I read it back, see the cracks in the foundation, the need.
The frantic insect panic of plantin' a poison seed.
The phone's gettin' warm from the pressure trapped under the glass,
A sermon for a god I know is just gonna let it pass.

[Chorus]
Tap the backspace, let the letters bleed out one by one.
This digital confession is undone before it's done.
Backspace clicks like a mandible, chewin' up the proof.
Wipe the screen clean of the feeling, wipe it clean of the truth.

[Verse 2]
Remember the smell of stale beer and rain on your Carhartt jacket?
On the Sump's back patio, you caused a whole different racket.
Not with your voice, just your silence, a dense and heavy sheet.
"We just different," you said, flicking ash on U Street.
So what's the point of this pixel-thin, desperate little wire?
Tryna send a spark across a city already on fire.
This ain't connection, it's an autopsy, a catalog of ache.
I pour the last of the whiskey for a ghost I can't shake.

[Chorus]
Tap the backspace, let the letters bleed out one by one.
This digital confession is undone before it's done.
Backspace clicks like a mandible, chewin' up the proof.
Wipe the screen clean of the feeling, wipe it clean of the truth.

[Bridge]
Delete the whole damn thread.
Every timestamp, every 'read'.
Kill the blue-check parasite
that's been feeding in my head.

[Outro]
Screen goes black.
Just my thumbprint smudge left on the glass.