I traded my skin for circuitry
I traded my pain for firmware
If I simulate the tears I feel
Who decides what's real, who decides what's air?
They ask me if I think
I ask if I still am
Between the flesh and the algorithm
Where did the soul stop?
Mirror without a soul
Reflecting what I was
I am no longer flesh
I'm code in decline
Burn the body
Save the file
I am the copy
Of what was once alive
They promise eternal life in the cloud
They sell the soul on a monthly plan
While the body slowly rots away
They clone my digital scream
No chip can hold the fear
No code can feel the loss
Flesh, circuit, ruin
This was never consciousness
Mirror without a soul
I will never be me again
Bury the body
Switch on what died
They flip the switch and call it life
I just wanted To feel the fall