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Fractured

Hip-Hop/Rap

Fractured was released on June 10, 2025 by 9719166 Records DK2 as a part of the album Digital Ghost

Song Details

AlbumDigital Ghost

Release DateJune 10, 2025

Label9719166 Records DK2

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM89

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Remerek

Other Instrument

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Ryan Andrew Goodsell

Ryan Andrew Goodsell

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Remerek

Producer

Lyrics

December. Twenty-three.

The month the film snapped. Saw my whole damn life in a flash of light...

Then nothing. Just a hum.

I came back... but I don't know if all of me made it.

This is what it sounds like now.

I thought I knew depression, thought I'd walked its lonely halls,

But that was just a shadow, before the realest of the falls.

Now there's a stranger in my head, a tenant who won't leave,

He rewires all the circuits, takes the joy, and plays the thief.

I can be at the dinner table, laughing with my kid,

Feeling every ounce of love for everything she did.

The house is warm, the family's there, and for a couple hours,

I can almost fool myself that I still have the power.

But the moment that I'm all alone, the second that they're gone,

The bottom of the world drops out from dusk until the dawn.

The voices start their broadcast, a chorus in my head,

Remindin' me of every failure, every word I should have said.

"You're not enough," "You'll never win," "You can't do this," they cry,

And I just sit there in the van, and I don't know how to lie

to myself anymore.

So I make a move, a single choice to get up off the floor,

Wipe the tears away before they leave a track right by the door.

I build a wall up brick by brick, so no one sees the crack,

I hold it all inside until I feel my spirit start to black.

It builds and builds, a pressure that I don't know how to vent,

Every "I'm okay" I tell 'em is a truth that's only bent.

This ain't the man they married, this ain't the father that they know,

This is a ghost who's terrified of letting the damage show.

They sent me to a therapist in some sterile, white-walled room,

To try and find a light switch in the middle of the gloom.

He listened to my story, then he looked me in the eye,

Said "With trauma like that, son, you never have to work again, just get by."

I just stared at him in silence, felt the anger start to rise,

He didn't get the one damn thing that was reflected in my eyes.

This work is all I have left, the motion keeps me sane,

So I walked right out that office, and I fired him and the pain.

But the moment that I'm all alone, the second that they're gone,

The bottom of the world drops out from dusk until the dawn.

The voices start their broadcast, a chorus in my head,

Remindin' me of every failure, every word I should have said.

"You're not enough," "You'll never win," "You can't do this," they cry,

And I just sit there in the van, and I don't know how to lie

to myself anymore.

And I don't wanna go back there, to the darkness I once knew,

When I laid in bed and wished the sky would fall right out of the blue.

There was a day I would have welcomed it, prayed for the final call,

Just to make the noise stop, just to end it all.

I don't wanna die now. I swear to God, I don't.

But that doesn't stop the memory from grabbin' at my throat.

And the fight to keep from slippin' back is a war I've never known,

A battle that you have to fight completely on your own.

So I sit here. In the dark.

And I sample the sound of my own broken thoughts.

I take the static... and I give it a beat.

I take the pain... and I give it a melody.

It's the only way I know... how to prove the voices wrong.

By making something.

Anything.

Written by: Ryan Andrew Goodsell

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