Intro
Mm
Mm-hmm
Oh-oh
Drop
Tessellate
Tessellate
Verse 1
Counting every broken angle twice
The glass remembers where the pressure was
Shrapnel learns the language of the fall
I was never meant to land
Fracture
Fracture
Nothing holds the shape it wore before
Drop
Tessellate
Tessellate
Verse 2
Seven beats against a grid of four
Something in the lattice starts to slide
Machinery rehearsing how to breathe
Inside a room with all the air removed
Fracture
Fracture
Every edge is sharpened into song
Breakdown
Cold
Precise
Beautiful and wrong
Cold
Precise
Beautiful and wrong
Drop
Tessellate
Tessellate
Bridge
Falling
Falling
Falling through the shattered orbital plane
Drop
Tessellate
Tessellate
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