NO SIGNAL CONTROL

NO SIGNAL // NO CONTROL [Intro – filtered / spoken through static] No signal. No control. [Industrial hit – guitar feedback swell / machine pulse] [Verse 1 – gritty melodic singing, restrained anger, heavy chug underneath] No TV glow, no anchor lies No polished teeth, no suited spies That same old script don’t hit the same When you got dirt and fire in your veins They fed you fear in perfect frames “World’s going down”—same tired game But when you’re living something real You stop believing what they try to sell [Pre-Chorus – sung grit rising into shouted emphasis] Power off—cut the cord Truth ain’t coming through that board Static dies—so do they No more lies to guide your way [Chorus – big gang vocals, anthemic, aggressive but hooky] NO SIGNAL—NO CONTROL CUT THE FEED, TAKE YOUR SOUL NO SCRIPT, NO VOICE TO SELL BREAK THE SCREEN—BREAK THE SPELL NO SIGNAL—NO CONTROL THEY CAN’T REACH WHAT THEY DON’T HOLD WHEN THE POWER DIES—SO DO THE LIES YOU SEE THE TRUTH WITH YOUR OWN EYES [Post-Chorus – half-time stomp / crowd chant] No signal. No control. No signal. No control. [Verse 2 – heavier groove, still mostly sung, gravel in the edges] Puppet mouths with sponsor strings Selling panic, selling dreams Push a button—make you beg For the cure to the poison they already spread Programmed minds in plastic schools Trained to follow, trained as tools Paper on the wall don’t mean You ever learned what it means to be free [Pre-Breakdown – drums strip down / bass punches] Power off—cut the cord Truth ain’t coming through that board Static dies—so do they No more lies to guide your way [Breakdown – halftime, shouted, sparse, crushing] BELIEF… IS NOT… KNOWLEDGE REPEAT… DOESN’T… MAKE YOU CONSCIOUS Color lines and painted views They decide what’s “true” for you Comply—conform—consume—obey They built the box you live inside every day [Breakdown tag – gang vocals / stomp hits] COMPLY CONFORM CONSUME OBEY COMPLY CONFORM CONSUME OBEY [Chorus – bigger gang vocals, lead vocal raw but controlled] NO SIGNAL—NO CONTROL CUT THE FEED, TAKE YOUR SOUL NO SCRIPT, NO VOICE TO SELL BREAK THE SCREEN—BREAK THE SPELL NO SIGNAL—NO CONTROL THEY CAN’T REACH WHAT THEY DON’T HOLD WHEN THE POWER DIES—SO DO THE LIES YOU SEE THE TRUTH WITH YOUR OWN EYES [Bridge – industrial chaos, half-sung / half-spoken tension] They burned the books—then rewrote the page Now it updates before you engage Truth cut out—then stitched back in After you scroll—after you give in Ask no questions—you learn nothing Fed pre-chewed until you’re numbing Cut at the axis—your truth divided Now build it back—get realigned [Bridge lift – melodic anger, guitar opens wider] No signal in the wire No king behind the glass No voice above your shoulder No future in their past [Final Breakdown – slow, crushing, drums like machines] NO SIGNAL NO CONTROL NO SIGNAL NO CONTROL CUT—THE—FEED YOU’RE NOT LOST— YOU WERE NEVER SHOWN HOW TO FIND— WHAT THEY DON’T OWN [Final Chorus – biggest energy, widest gang vocals, more melody in lead] NO SIGNAL—NO CONTROL NO MASTER HAND TO TAKE YOUR SOUL NO SCREEN LEFT TO BLIND YOUR EYES JUST YOU AND TRUTH—NO ALIBIS NO SIGNAL—NO CONTROL THEY CAN’T TOUCH WHAT THEY DON’T HOLD WHEN THE POWER DIES—SO DO THE LIES YOU SEE THE TRUTH WITH YOUR OWN EYES [Final chant – crowd vocals / feedback rising] NO SIGNAL NO CONTROL NO SIGNAL NO CONTROL CUT THE FEED BREAK THE SPELL NO SIGNAL NO CONTROL [Outro – raw / fading into static] No signal. No control. No masters left.