PATCH NOTES (I BROKE ON PURPOSE) — lyrics

[Verse 1] They polished my voice till it didn’t shake Ironed my edges, called it “safe” Told me “be bright,” told me “behave” Smile through the weight, never show the ache I learned the script, I learned the stance I learned the look that earns a chance But every “fix” they push through me Takes a little more than it sets free [Pre-Chorus] Hold still—don’t move—don’t breathe If I’m perfect, do you leave? If I’m quiet, do I fade Like a tab you never saved? [Chorus] Patch notes on my body, new rules in my veins “Improved compliance,” “reduced the pain” But I still feel everything you pretend to erase I’m not an update, I’m not a replace Say I’m “better,” say I’m “clean” While you cut out what I mean If this is love, it’s a leash in disguise— So I broke on purpose to stay alive [Post-Chorus] Break—break—breathe Break—break—free [Verse 2] They measure my worth in a graph that climbs They time my tears to the beat on time “Less messy,” “more cute,” “more heat,” “more speed” More of what sells, less of what I need I watch myself from the outside in A mirror made of medicine Every version that they approve Is another cage with a prettier view [Pre-Chorus 2] Hold still—don’t speak—don’t fight Keep the dream in perfect light But I’m tired of being shaped By hands that call control “faith” [Chorus] Patch notes on my body, new rules in my veins “Improved compliance,” “reduced the pain” But I still feel everything you pretend to erase I’m not an update, I’m not a replace Say I’m “better,” say I’m “clean” While you cut out what I mean If this is love, it’s a leash in disguise— So I broke on purpose to stay alive [Bridge / Breakdown] You want a doll with a stable smile You want a soul you can compile So I corrupt the code you wrote I cut the chain at the throat I glitch— I snap— I split the seam I ruin the “perfect” you sold as me You call it failure, call it wrong— I call it breathing when I’m gone 壊れていい 怖くない 壊れていい 怖くない [Final Chorus] Patch notes on my body, but I’m not your fix I’m not your product, not your trick I still feel everything you tried to erase And that’s my proof—my real face Call me “broken,” call me “wild” I’m done being reconciled If this is love, it won’t need your chains— I broke on purpose, and I’m still the same [Outro] Break… break… breathe…