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This is one of the other versions of this new song, performed by persona Miss B. Lyrics © Señor Barends I leaned on stories carved out of thin air Patched every hole with whatever was there Held to a map that never got me anywhere Said the cracks meant strength, but they stripped me bare Every solid promise slid out of reach Drew lines on nothing, called it a plan Swore the doubt would drop when the day began But it shadowed each step, clung to the man Can’t mark the moment the slip first ran Just felt the ground snap under the span When the floor jumps out beneath my feet I dig my heels, I don’t retreat If it rips too wide, I don’t step aside I ride the break Till the break aligns Restless plates reshape what’s mine When the ground shifts, I step past the line All the weight I carried drops off my spine I move with the break, not against the sign Every crack I’m crossing bends back to align Sifting scraps of choices half-formed Ran from the hush that swore I was warned Answers slipped like a vow once sworn Hit came back harder than anything before Left me face-to-face with what I ignored Strip it down, and what stands? Draw the outline, and what lands? If doubt marks start to align Is it a sign… Or a truth I kept behind? Tracked every step to the brink I’d crossed Found truth wearing shapes I wrote off as lost Leaned on illusions that doubled the cost Reached for ghosts that never stayed long Now every fracture spells where I went wrong Shuddered soil beneath me redraws each line If the ground tilts forward, I rise with the incline All the weight I carried drops off my spine I move with the break, not against the sign Every crack I’m crossing bends back to align When the floor jumps out beneath my feet I dig my heels, I don’t retreat If it rips too wide, I don’t step aside I ride the break Till the break aligns Strip it down, and what stands? Draw the outline, and what lands? If doubt marks start to align Is it a sign… Or a truth I kept behind? A truth I kept behind...