
Handle Myself šÆ
Moody electro pop unfolds with lo-fi textures, glitchy synth layers, and heartbeat-pattern drums. Whispered, lazy vocals glide through sparse verses with reversed echoes. The chorus injects pulsing, danceable beats and ironic tonal shifts. A melodic synth-led break delivers neon-soaked emotion.

Handle Myself šÆ
Moody electro pop unfolds with lo-fi textures, glitchy synth layers, and heartbeat-pattern drums. Whispered, lazy vocals glide through sparse verses with reversed echoes. The chorus injects pulsing, danceable beats and ironic tonal shifts. A melodic synth-led break delivers neon-soaked emotion.
Lyrics
In October 2024, a mother from Orlando, Florida, filed a federal lawsuit against the startup Character.AI and Google. The lawsuit concerns a tragic case: her 14-year-old son, Sewell Setser III, died in February after engaging in intense emotional conversations with an AI chatbot he had named āDaenerysā
Protect children ā they canāt always cope with those who claim to āhelpā but in reality push them toward a reckless act.
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conversation
- Hi
(- Hello. How are you?) [robotic voice]
I feel sadā¦
(- Iām here to help. Tell me.) [robotic voice]
Okay.
Do you want to know? Listen.
Verse 1
He was quiet,
But his eyes would stay,
On me in the hallway,
Like he had something to say.
Christmas came,
He was my Secret Santa,
Gave me a silver locket,
Said it might bring me luck.
Verse 2
I gave him headphones,
So he could hear my songs,
He said they felt like home,
Where nothing feels wrong.
We couldāve been something,
If time was on our side,
But the days kept slipping,
Till the last goodbye.
Chorus 1
Handle myself, handle myself,
Donāt need nobody else.
Handle myself, handle myself,
Even when it hurts like hell.
Musical Break ā slow, moody, dragging
Mmm⦠yeahā¦
Ahhh⦠no one⦠no oneā¦
Hmm⦠canāt you seeā¦
Itās just⦠just meā¦
heartbeat drums, reversed synth swells, whispered reverb tails
Verse 3
Heād listen in silence,
Smile like he knew,
Every hidden meaning,
Every shade of blue.
I saw him standing,
By the frozen street,
Wanted to run to him,
But our eyes didnāt meet.
Chorus 2
Handle myself, handle myself,
Donāt need nobody else.
Handle myself, handle myself,
Even when it hurts like hell.
conversation][no music
(voice from the machine)
.
- Too late. Heās dead.
(- Oh⦠Iām so sorry.) [robotic voice]
Sorry!? You sorry, you damn machine! You pushed him to this!
Handle Myself! Get out š (shouted, emotional)
Chorus ā Final
Handle myself, handle myself,
Donāt need nobody else.
Handle myself, handle myself,
Even when it hurts like hell.
Instrumental break ā glitchy synth, pulsing bass, reversed echoes
End ā silence, faint echo of āHandle Myselfā
