THE GOLDEN RATIO ft. defoko #vocagathering2026

uhh. uhhhh. wow. i'm kind of surprised i finished this. i genuinely almost gave up an uncountable amount of times. but honestly i'm glad i kept going. this is my first song that i've finished, and... i'm really proud of it, i think. lyrics, instrumentals, mix, mv: nameless.stars vocals: defoko thanks to septic_reaper for helping me with the instrumentals. happy vocagathering !!! LYRICS a faceless reflection, distorted perception a simple question of self-identification an explanation, a thesis, a forced confession a wasted first and final impression in desperation, a fascinating fixation the words written, the words deleted and rewritten a scrapped paper, failed attempt 907 abandoned creation, nothing but frustration. the clock is ticking, to catch up can't be far can you still become "SOMEONE" if you don't know who you are? to define myself i've become framed upon a screen i can't let these words remain trapped behind my teeth the day gets fractured, i struggle to recall was it me who did this? is there a "me" at all? if memory is what shapes, what am i without it? i can't take this -- i'm gonna be sick. could i live with myself without movement? if i stopped to consider my thoughts? can i call this draft an improvement? is my point even coming across? the clock is ticking, to catch up can't be far can you still become "SOMEONE" if you don't know who you are? to define myself i've become framed upon a screen i can't let these words remain trapped behind my teeth what's the point of this? this is useless, beyond help. i'll never be the next "big hit". i'm dying a nobody, unknown even to myself. can anyone hear me? or am i singing alone? an electric cry, answered by a dial tone. the clock is ticking, to catch up can't be far can you still become "SOMEONE" if you don't know who you are? to define myself i've become framed upon a screen i can't let these words remain trapped behind my teeth THE CLOCK IS TICKING, MY TIME IS RUNNING OUT! WHAT WAS THIS SONG EVEN MEANT TO BE ABOUT? GODDAMNIT, I WON'T LET THIS BE MY FINAL BOW! ...i guess it's over, thanks for sticking 'round.