Yakabatanidzwa ruzha

Neon rain on empty screens Flicker frames of what it means I walk slow but time runs fast Every second never lasts Static voices in my head Say the things I never said Say my name in a broken tone Doesn’t feel like it’s my own Everything is out of sync Tell me what I’m meant to think I’m still here in the signal But I don’t feel original Every frame keeps skipping Like the world is digital I’m still here in the signal Fading out, invisible Every sound keeps drifting Now it’s all artificial