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Archive
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Archive was released on May 28, 2026 by Synapse Ent as a part of the album Mute
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AlbumMute
Release DateMay 28, 2026
LabelSynapse Ent
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Voxyn
Voxyn
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Monty Synapse Moon
Monty Synapse Moon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Monty Synapse Moon
Monty Synapse Moon
Producer

Lyrics

Unit B-14
Smells like cardboard
And somebody else's rain
I forgot the code once
Then remembered
For no good reason
Put it in a box
Write something boring
Nothing has to burn
Nothing has to mean it
If I can't let go
I can at least stop holding
Some things stay alive
Better unseen
A label says "winter coats"
It's mostly bad decisions
A scarf with no softness left
A receipt from a station
There's a dress in a plastic bag
Still shaped like a person
I bought it for a life
That hated being certain
An old demo skips
On the good part
Which is rude
But fair
I sit on the concrete
With my keys in my mouth
So my hands
Don't start opening everything
Don't make it holy
Just tape it shut
Don't call it healing
Just less to touch
There's a birthday candle
Bent in the heat
A photo strip
Where the machine cut me out
I kept the bad one
Because it told the truth
My face half-gone
And laughing about it
A notebook says
"New beginning"
Page one only
Page two clean
I tear nothing out
I'm not that brave
I just close the cover
Like a decent person
Put it in a box
Write something boring
Nothing has to burn
Nothing has to mean it
If I can't let go
I can at least stop holding
Some things stay alive
Better unseen
I used to think
Throwing things away
Would make a cleaner woman
Out of me
White shelves
Clear sink
No extra versions
In the corners
But I'm not clean
I'm careful
There's a difference
I keep the sweater
That never fit
The letter
I answered in my head
The cheap perfume
I wore once
Then blamed
On the weather
I'm not sentimental
I just hate the sound
Of the trash chute closing
Put it in a box
Write something boring
Nothing has to burn
Nothing has to mean it
If I can't let go
I can at least stop holding
Some things stay alive
Better unseen
I write "kitchen"
On the last one
There's nothing from a kitchen
Inside
I stack it straight
I turn off the hall
I leave with both hands empty
For once
Written by: Monty Synapse Moon
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