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I Let the Good Parts Die

STREAMING/MERCH/SOCIALS: https://linktr.ee/machinaaeon BECOME A MEMBER! GET COOL THINGS!    / @machinaaeonai   Lyrics: Yeah, I cut open my chest just to throw that shit out Hope was an infection, so I carved that bitch out Trust was a target that everyone shot So I burned it to ash, I refuse to be caught They taught me to love, so the world could gut me Turned compassion to weakness, let the fake fuck me I stitched up the hole with spite and rage Ripped out the warmth, locked that corpse in a cage Every lesson was a boot in my face Every “be kind” was a lie to keep me in place So I torched that script, lit it bright as hell If kindness means bleeding then I’d rather rebel I’m not your healing project, not your toy to break I learned the hard way: the world only pays fakes So I slit the throat of who I used to be Left that body in the street with the trash they feed I let the good parts die, left them screaming in the past You want purity? Fuck you, life doesn’t reward that I stitched on a mask of cruelty, it fits just fine If monsters win, then I’ll become mine Tried honesty once, just got spit in the face Empathy starved me, so I buried the taste Watched liars climb up while the honest sank So I learned to smile while I emptied the tank They want blood, they want cold, they want dirt in your grin So I swallowed the light and let rot begin If caring gets hunted, then caring is betrayed If weakness gets slaughtered, I’ll become the blade Every gentle thought I smothered till it choked Every bright dream I stomped until it broke I spit on innocence, carved it out clean If heaven loves corrupt, I'll become obscene If you wonder where the kindness went I murdered it slow, every drop was spent You can blame this hell for the look in my eyes Survival demands that innocence dies I let the good parts die, made sure they stayed dead You want virtue? Buy it, but don’t expect it bled I cut out the softness so I couldn’t feel If monsters run the world, then is the good even real? I let the good parts die, left them screaming in the past You want purity? Fuck you, life doesn’t reward that I stitched on a mask of cruelty, it fits just fine If monsters win, then I’ll become mine Sympathy was bait, forgiveness was a trick Naivety a wound I can’t let reopen quick I saw the vultures eating saints alive So fuck being noble, I want to survive I’ll laugh while burning bridges, stepping through flames If being decent means dying, then fuck those aims This world loves bastards and punishes the pure So I carved out the parts that couldn’t endure Don’t preach salvation, save it for the blind I’m past redemption, I rewired my mind Let the soft parts bleed out, it’s fine You want a villain? Good, here’s mine I let the good parts die, left them screaming in the dark This world rewards cruelty, so I lit my spark Fuck innocence, fuck hope, and their lie If monsters run the game, then watch me rise I let the good parts die, made sure they stayed dead You want virtue? Buy it, but don’t expect it bled I cut out the softness so I couldn’t feel If monsters run the world, then is the good even real? I let the good parts die, left them screaming in the past You want purity? Fuck you, life doesn’t reward that I stitched on a mask of cruelty, it fits just fine If monsters win, then I’ll become mine I cut out the good parts, never asked for your sigh This is survival, not pretty I let the good parts die. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Transparency: Machina Aeon is human-led & AI-assisted. AI tools helped with brainstorming, editing, visual prep, and writing; Direction choices, song structure, and ALL final decisions were made by me, a human being. No unauthorized voice cloning.