Die Gegen-Erzählung zu DNA: Erinnerung als etwas, das man immer wieder überschreibt — um sich vor dem zu schützen, was wirklich passiert ist.
(Time skips… glitch…)
(I remember it different…)
Running through a version of
Everything I'm trying to cut
Every frame is out of place
Every memory replaced
You say it like it's all still real
Like I'm supposed to feel what you feel
But every time I look again
It bends into something else instead
I don't know what's true anymore
Every time I try, it distorts
Don't remind me what I said
I don't recognize it
Every word inside my head
Feels like I rewrote it
If it happened like you claim
Why can't I replay it
I erase it every time
Just to recreate it
Traveling through broken scenes
Like they're stitched in between
What was real and what I made
All dissolving into gray
You hold onto everything
Like it's fixed, like it means something
But I'm slipping through the lines
Every version undefined
You hold on, I let it fade
You remember, I reshape
Don't remind me what I said
I don't recognize it
Every word inside my head
Feels like I rewrote it
If it happened like you claim
Why can't I replay it
I erase it every time
Just to recreate it
Glitch— again
Cut— the frame
Loop— the past
Make it last
If I keep it undefined
Then it never has to hurt
If I blur it out enough
Then it never really worked
You can keep your version safe
I don't need it anyway
If the truth is something fixed
Then I'd rather let it drift
Don't remind me what I said
I don't recognize it
Every piece I try to keep
Turns into a crisis
If it happened like you claim
I don't wanna trace it
I delete it every time
Just to not replace it
(Corrupted memory…)
(Playback failed…)