Deep Fakes. Krun (BREAK//CTRL REMIX feat.Z.O.E)

[Intro — rain, vinyl, clock, distant piano] [Female — cold close whisper] Camera’s rolling, faces we never met Pixels dressed up like blood and regret [Male — distorted low bark] You point at the screen and call it a threat While the stage itself was never set [FX: thunder crack] [Tribal drums enter — sparse, enormous] [Verse 1 — Male, aggressive rhythmic spoken delivery] They sold you the bathroom like it was a war Sold you the womb like a scoreboard Every outrage timed to the dollar’s demand Divide the room so nobody stands [Female — fast clipped rhythm] Money’s a story they print on demand Faith in the paper is the only command Deepfakes are toys compared to the rest The whole damn script is a special effect [Breakbeat begins assembling from chopped tribal drums] [Pre-Chorus — Male/Female trading lines, accelerating] [Male] Don’t clutch your pearls at the mirror we hold [Female] We just made the lie a little more bold [Male] Your reality came with the receipt already sold [Female — scream] Now watch what happens when the fiction gets cold [DROP — colossal tribal breakbeat + distorted bass] [Chorus — Male/Female riot unison] Don’t worry about the faces we made Don’t lose sleep over the games we played Your entire reality is fake by design We just stopped pretending and drew the line [Female lead — crowd response underneath] We’re here to make the fake real We’re here to make the fake real We’re here to make the fake real [Male — isolated bark] Deal with it [Glitch break — chopped djembes, feedback, acid stabs] [Verse 2 — Female fast rhythmic rap over bass + percussion] They gave you the genders like cards in a deck Shuffled the pronouns and called it respect Abortion and bathrooms as endless debate While the printers kept running past every date [Male — increasingly guttural] The outrage is product, the product is rage Keeps you too busy to notice the cage We showed you the seam and you called it a crime We just held the mirror up one more time [Pre-Chorus — breakbeat repeatedly stops and restarts] [Female] Don’t clutch your pearls at the mirror we hold [Male] We just made the lie a little more bold [Female] Your reality came with the receipt already sold [Male + Female] Now watch what happens when the fiction gets cold [SECOND DROP — broken rave / tribal assault] [Chorus — shouted over full breakbeat] Don’t worry about the faces we made Don’t lose sleep over the games we played Your entire reality is fake by design We just stopped pretending and drew the line We’re here to make the fake real We’re here to make the fake real We’re here to make the fake real [Female — distorted] Deal with it [CRASH — everything disappears] [Bridge — heartbeat + rain + grandfather clock] [Male — close whisper] The news was a stage The money a prop [Female] The arguments scripted The endings all stopped [Male] We didn’t invent the illusion [Female] We just refused to stay in it [FX: clock strike] [TRIBAL BUILD — naked djembes] [More drums enter] [Heartbeat locks to drums] [Chopped drum samples appear] [Breakbeat mutates from the tribal rhythm] [Distorted bass enters] [FINAL DROP — maximum BREAK//CTRL chaos] [Final Chorus — Male/Female overlapping, riot delivery] Don’t worry about the faces we made Don’t lose sleep over the games we played Your entire reality is fake by design We just stopped pretending and drew the line [Male + Female] We’re here to make the fake real We’re here to make the fake real We’re here to make the fake real [Female — scream] And now it’s yours [Outro — beat violently fragments] [Male] Camera’s still rolling, the faces still change The stage is the same, just under new names [Female] You can keep the outrage, keep the debate [Male + Female] We already walked out and locked the gate [FX: corrupted tribal loop collapses] [Hard Stop] [End]