Lyrics: “Exploitation Economy of Self-Approval” [Verse 1] Selfie filters in the midnight glow, Hashtag hunts where the followers grow. Dopamine hits like a fleeting high, Content churned under algorithm’s eye. Unpaid toil in the digital field, Hearts bleed out while the platforms yield. Data harvested from your soul’s deep mine, Approval’s crumbs in an endless line. [Chorus] Exploitation economy, self-approval’s cruel game, Spin the wheel of desire, hearts starved in fame’s flame. Free labor of feelings, platforms bloated and bold, Search logs etch your tombstone, stories untold. Cookies curtain the iron divide, No escape from the cage where your secrets hide. [Verse 2] Insta-diners pose for the perfect frame, Meals forgotten in the viral claim. TikTok twists through hours of sweat and spin, Billboard bodies where the ads begin. X’s fires rage in the flame-war pit, Haters fuel the feast, platforms profit from it. Bio contracts signed in hobby’s disguise, Skills surrendered to the corporate skies. [Chorus] Exploitation economy, self-approval’s cruel game, Spin the wheel of desire, hearts starved in fame’s flame. One like a penny’s ghost, lifetime brew for a sip, Mental ruins self-owned, no safety net trip. [Bridge] Illusion of freedom in expression’s veil, Creator myths mask the emotional jail. Inflation of nods, from hundreds to hordes, Disease of the chase, hollow rewards. Quit and fade into social void’s abyss, Stay and rot in the notification bliss. 3 AM uploads, capitalist praise, Charger shackles in Wi-Fi haze. [Outro] Digital chains evolved, heart’s echo cold and bare, Platforms throne the victors, users stripped in despair. Raw truth bites deep, no poetic lie, Like again, slave—watch the empire fly… forever.
