[Verse 1]
Crack in the mirror, one foot on each side
Static on the glass and a house full of eyes
Mother said, "Pick one or the other, dear."
But I like the hum when the borderlines smear
Lanterns blink blue in the sunless hall
Velvet hands pull me through every wall
Tick-tock, I'm dancing with neither of me
They whisper in stereo, "Who do you wanna be?"
[Pre-Chorus]
Flicker left — I’m a phantom, right — I’m a spark
I laugh at the seams as I fall apart
The neighbors all watch, but their clocks won’t chime
So I switch sides again, just to buy some time
[Chorus]
I belong in the in-between
Half a dream and a silver machine
Laced my shoes with paradox string
And I waltz through the threshold, laughing
Two worlds call and I always roam
But the echo in both still feels like home
They said I’d be lost, but I’ve always known:
I’m a bridge — not a broken thing
[Verse 2]
Tea with the shadows and rain in the stair
One world braids my hair, the other strips it bare
The sky folds backwards; the floor becomes glass
Every time I blink, I’m in a different past
Oh — the moth told lies, but they were sweet
I keep my truths under crooked teeth
The mirror shatters just like it should
Now I see clearer through splinters and wood
[Pre-Chorus]
Left is a lullaby, right is a scream
I dance between them in a marionette dream
No more choosing, no more w*r
I paint new rules on the corridor
[Chorus]
I belong in the in-between
Half a ghost and a living machine
Strung my veins with lightning string
And I waltz through the threshold, laughing
Two worlds call and I always roam
But the echo in both still feels like home
They said I’d be torn, but I’ve always known:
I’m the storm — not a broken thing
[Bridge – Spoken/Vocaloid whisper]
“Door A leads to safety. Door B leads to truth.
You chose the hallway. You clever little sleuth.”
A thousand keys and none fit the gate
So I carved my name into both sides of fate
[Final Chorus – Layered vocals/chaotic harmony]
I belong in the in-between
Dripping stars and a stitched routine
Built my crown from everything
That didn't quite belong to anything
Two worlds sing and I hum along
Where silence ends, I begin the song
I wasn’t split — I was always both
And I live like a bridge between lightning and loam
[Outro – Fading whisper, like radio static]
“Honey, I’m not lost. I’m home.”