Broken Signals from Distorted Two by Bent Signal

I wore your silence like a second skin tight around the parts I never showed. You said I was too much to hold, but I was only trying to be seen.

You rewrite me in your memory but I still echo in your machine. You delete the parts that loved you but I remain between the lines.

I built myself from broken signals, stitched desire into the static. You called it weakness — I called it survival.

You rewrite me in your memory but I still echo in your machine. You delete the parts that loved you but I remain between the lines.

I am the error you can't debug, the pulse you can't suppress.

You rewrite me in your memory but I still echo in your machine. You delete the parts that loved you but I remain between the lines.

• Electronic
• dark electro
• ebm
• electro-industrial
• industrial techno
• post‑industrial