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FUGUE
MEDICINE: Track 2 of 8

After naming the wound comes the harder truth: you never actually left. You just stopped feeling.

FUGUE is the dissociative state—the living death where you're breathing but not present, moving but not alive. It's the black hole that opens when love becomes so terrified of loss it refuses to even exist.

"Evil be love so fucking scared of loss it never, ever, even become."

This track documents the conversation with yourself. The one where you realize you've been embodying death to avoid feeling pain. Where you understand that the armor didn't protect you—it just made you a ghost in your own life.

And then, mid-track, the choice: “Breath. We ain't leaving, we here."

Not dramatic. Not loud. Just the smallest decision to return. To feel again. Not just to let love in, but to let it outside—to risk expressing it even when it's terrifying.

Track 1 asked: Can you still feel?  
Track 2 answers: I've been numb, but I'm choosing to come back.

The next six tracks show what that choice looks like in real time.

MEDICINE continues.


[OPENING] How long you been gone? I never left. What did I become? You embodied death. That what it mean to go numb?

[VERSE 1] What else you do when the fugue seem to Descend from nowhere and everywhere— One minute breathing, believing love is life, Love always overcome evil and wrong. Naw dawg, Seem more like evil be love So fucking scared of loss It never, ever, even become, Just a black hole destroying anything That might make you feel it— Make your heart beat make heat, Repeat and thaw, Feel like Someone You barely Recall…

[VERSE 2] Oh Lord, what have we done? Who else is left? Why this world already dead? Everything a dream, a vision I'm seeing, Retreating in my head—
[TURN] Breath. We ain't leaving, we here. We right here, where we always been. What's life if you ain't been Living it?

[VERSE 3] We ain't dying. We ain't lying. We just imbibing Something we forgot so long We forgot its name. It ain't even move the pen, Only spoken, a strange sound— It just reside and hide inside, But we aren't done. Don't need pride When you are loved. That's enough— Let it in. Let it outside.


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Every word freestyled. Voice-to-text while living. The rough edges prove this was lived, not performed. Your words heal when they're true, not when they're perfect. Ai used for production.

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