Oh-oh, yeah…  
Variables collide, identities alive…  

I’m a fraction split in two,  
One side’s him, the other’s you.  
Parallel lines that never meet,  
I walk in circles on the street.  

I’m the square root of disguise,  
Different masks behind these eyes.  
Every role’s another sum,  
I add them up, I’m never one.  

All these angles, sharp and wide,  
Polygons I cannot hide.  

I’m equations of me, infinite identities,  
Solve for X, you’ll never know who I’ll be.  
I’m equations of me, different roles I set free,  
Every function draws another piece of me.  

I’m a tangent out of line,  
Chasing graphs across your mind.  
Divide myself in shifting roles,  
Multiplying borrowed souls.  

I’m the constant in the game,  
Change the symbol, stay the same.  
Every mask’s another chance,  
I write the proof, I play the dance.  

All these numbers, undefined,  
Chaos written in my signs.  

I’m equations of me, infinite identities,  
Solve for X, you’ll never know who I’ll be.  
I’m equations of me, different roles I set free,  
Every function draws another piece of me.  

Graphs exploding, lines collide,  
Limits bending, nothing’s right.  
In the mirror, who I see?  
A thousand shapes, all geometry.  

I’m equations of me, infinite identities,  
Solve for X, you’ll never know who I’ll be.  
I’m equations of me, different roles I set free,  
Every function draws another piece of me.  

Oh-oh… infinite identities…  
Equations of me…  
Equations of me…  

Equations of me (Nu Brit Pop reload)

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

Equations of me (Nu Brit Pop reload)

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