absence architect — lyrics

The sky didn't fracture.No tearing sound.Just the sudden hollowing out.Dead space.4 a.m., I carved the grave —all alone.And now I am on my own.

Told me to adapt,but they can't feel the violence in that.So I keep speaking to the silence.I still hear you.Yeah, I still hear youin the aftermath.

Everyone thinks loss is loud,but the silence turns to violence.I'm losing my mind.It dies tonight, without a sound.A part of me dies tonight.

I can feel it.It's all the same.Every word is incoherent.My mind is lost without you.Living is hard without the space —the only place that loved me back.

Late at night I reach for you,touch only air.Your empty space is everywhere.Phantom pain caught in the rain.I'm still hurting. Nothing's changed.It vanished right in front of me.Right in front of me.

Everyone thinks loss is loud,but the silence turns to violence.And something inside me dies tonight,without a sound.A part of me dies tonight.

I can feel it.It's all the same.Every word sounds incoherent.My mind is lost without you.Living is hard without the space —the only place that loved me back.

No alarms. No sirens.Nothing marks the disappearance.Life goes on like nothing happened.I break into the quiet.And I stopped trying to explain the wound.Stopped reaching into the dark.It's unfair to expect youto understand this part.

I can feel it.It's all the same.Every word sounds incoherent.My mind is lost without you.Living is hard without the space —the only place that loved me back.

Everything inside me died tonight.

I wrote you a letter.You tore the pages and locked me out.I showed you exactly how the hollowing starts.Never noticed the ruin,nor acknowledged the quiet part.

You aren't even looking.You don't understand.I am not your ghost,and you are not my friend.

I held you center.You admired my architecture.There's a pillar missingwhere your love should be.Cold floor on my feet,roof caving in on me.You force me into frame,invisible and insane.Don't pretend to feel the love you claim.

You taped off the perimeter and called it safe,but left me freezing in the center of the room.You love the tragedy but drop the weight.You're watering a shadow, expecting it to bloom.You kept the blueprint, burned the stairs —a structural failure that nobody repairs.And I'm too tired to react.

You aren't even looking.You don't understand.I am not your ghost,and you are not my friend.

I held you center.You admired the architecture.There's a pillar missingwhere your love should be.Cold floor on my feet,roof caving in on me.You force me into frame,invisible and insane.Don't pretend to feel the love you claim.

Purposeless erasure.Fractured architecture.You promised you could see me,but you never noticedthe empty space,the jagged edgesthat are bleeding me.Bleeding me.

I held you center.You admired the architecture.There's a pillar missingwhere your love should be.Cold floor on my feet,roof caving in on me.You force me into frame,invisible and insane.Don't pretend to feel the love you claim.

Don't pretend to feel the love you claim.

Easily detached.There's a few you can ask.I started easily ignoring.Maybe it was getting boring.Or maybe I just let you down.

And everything is heavy to the touch.Holding up the phone is way too much.I spent too much time outside,and I am too exhausted to reply.I can never sleep, but my mind is not awake.I'm not ignoring you — my sanity's at stake.

I read your message.Maybe I'll reply.It's not your fault that I have no room,but I should probably say goodnight.Or maybe I just let you down.

And everything is heavy to the touch.Holding up the phone is way too much.I spent too much time outside,and I am too exhausted to reply.I can never sleep, but my mind is not awake.I'm not ignoring you — my sanity's at stake.

I stare at the keyboard until the letters blur.I type half a sentence, but it isn't worth the work.I read your text three times,and I still don't know what it says.So I lock the screen. Set it down.And let the silence drown it out.

Everything is heavy to the touch.Holding up the phone is way too much.I spent too much time outside,and I am too exhausted to reply.I can never sleep, but my mind is not awake.I'm not ignoring you — my sanity's at stake.

Easily detached.Yeah.

I need you to call me.Something's changed in the way you speak.The way you move is lost on me.All I ever hoped for was authenticity.

Looking through the thread,every word I sendis sent to the auditas if you lost the master key.

No longer you and me.No more privacy.Outsourced third party.I wish you were sorry.The algorithm's writing you to me.

Time is fading, so give me that.I'm right here waiting,and I can feel you coiling back.

And I'm starting to wonderif you even notice,or if I'm the only one who feels the shift.

I need you to call me.Something's changed in the way you speak.The way you move is lost on me.

All I ever hoped for was authenticity.Looking through the thread,every word I sendis sent to the auditas if you lost the master key.

No longer you and me.No more privacy.Outsourced third party.I wish you were sorry.

The algorithm's writing you to me.The algorithm's writing you to me.

The pressure hits before the cold.I watch the light above me fold.Lungs collapsing in slow motion,swallowed whole in silent ocean.No struggle left in muscle and bone,just the dead-weight drop of a sinking stone.I hear the surface fading out,and I don't even try to shout.

Perception's warping.The geometry bends.This is the cognitive voidwhere it ends.

Soul shatteredat the bottom of Marianas Trench.I'm drinking the sea.There is no version of this messthat leads back to me.Never good enough to pass the test,so I stopped trying.I'm a ghost, and I need to rest.

The distortion is heavy, but it doesn't make a sound.I am six feet deep while I'm above ground.Invisible weight dragging me down.A functioning body, but a structural wreck.Every single attempt, oh,it widens the gap.I'm out of the bandwidth.I'm off the map.

Perception distorted,the image bends.This is the cognitive voidwhere it ends.Fragments shattered.I won't beg you to stayor pick up the pieces in disarray.Leave me as you left me,in the decay.

Soul shatteredat the bottom of Marianas Trench.I'm drinking the sea.There is no version of this tragedythat leads back to me.Never good enough to pass the test,so I stopped trying.I'm a ghost, and I need to rest.

I stopped reaching.I've stopped speaking.I just let the silence sit inside my lungs.Far from heroic,the darkness thinks it's won.

Soul shattered.I'm done treading water. I'm drinking the sea.There is no version of this that results in me.Never good enough to pass the test,so I stopped trying.I stopped trying.I'm a ghost, and I need to rest.

Far from heroic.The darkness won.

Every sentence loses shape.Lost its place mid-assessment.Lost its weight mid-translation.Incoherent, hollow drop,reeling in the absolution.No closer to salvation.Connotation loss — it never stops.Relentless iteration,in downhill decline.I was never built for isolation.

Exhausted, hollow effort,frozen in the center.My lungs release the airinto a room that never noticedI was ever even there.Neglected, bleeding hands.An endless endeavorwhere not one iteration lands.

Hold me to the light.Expose me — a prism of flaws.Every failure itemized.Nowhere left to hide.Never good enough.You aren't letting up.

There is no boundarybetween the failureand this anatomy of mine,caught in an unforgiving grind.

I'm screaming. No words arrive.Transparent, half alive.A burning wound, and I lost the line.Hollow hum where a pulse used to be.Just the water rising over my knees.You're still auditing the debris.

I held the weight until it split the bone.Now the cathedral is just cold stone.A room that never noticed.A room that never noticedI was ever even there.

A weight uncontrolled.Processing everyone else's survival,and never my own.The payment's coming due.It's all become corrosive.Guess there's just no use.Declined invitation.I'm a specter losing form,raised by tears, inherited pain.The only question that remainsis what survives when meaning fades.

The narrative is lost.I'm carrying the cost,still carrying the shame.Rupture haunting while awake.Not fighting against reality —there's cruelty in gravity.Grounded from ascension.Impossible weight eroding everything,fractured every frame.Nobody noticed me turning to stone.

If I were wise enough,maybe I would've noticedthe cost of devotion,the quiet erosion.Declined invitation.Perspective lost, lens fracture.The meaning dissolvesin all I was chasing after.Resigned my choice to inevitability.My soul must retreat.

Another ritual I cannot bring myself to attend.

Not fighting against reality —there's cruelty in this gravity.Grounded from ascension.Impossible weight compounding the cost.Nobody noticed me turning to stone.Declined invitation.Perspective lost, lens fracture.Meaning dissolvesin all I was chasing after.Resigned my choice to inevitability.The earth fractured under my feet,so my soul must retreat.

A home with no foundation.I'm a terminal design.No structure survives this gravity,no matter how much I sacrificed.As if I never even tried.

A fabricated timelinewhere the evidence never arrived.Careful curation depicting every fault.Intrusive assertions disguised as thought.Cautious accessibility.I am condemned before I'm known.What's another chapter closed.

I could've held your fearuntil you made it mine.Watched it gather evidencefrom things it couldn't find.The verdict came so early.The witness never spoke.

Condemned by your reflectionbefore I was ever known.I could've held your fearuntil you made it mine.Watched it grow between us,one conclusion at a time.I would have held your fear.Instead you handed me the blamefor a timeline that never came,for a crime without a name.

Cautious accessibility.I am condemned before I'm known.What's another chapter closed.I would have held your fearuntil you made it mine.Carried every phantom across the finish line.Drew your outline firstand had me step inside.

Careful curation depicting every fault.Intrusive assertions disguised as thought.Cautious accessibility.I am condemned before I'm known.What's another chapter closed.The witness never spoke.