[Intro – whispered, corrupted data transmission] Zero... One... Zero... One... Everything recorded. Nothing understood. Count me. Count me. Count me wrong. [Verse 1 – deep trip-hop groove] A million eyes inside the screen measuring what they've never seen A perfect chart, a flawless line another ghost beneath the sign You track the click You track the stay but never why I turned away A silent room a crowded feed you call it truth I call it need [Pre-Chorus – rising mechanical tension] Take the mean Erase the pain Flatten every human stain No response? No desire? Watch the numbers catch on fire [Chorus – distorted industrial bass] Big Data Syndrome! Everything you know is wrong Big Data Syndrome! Counting shadows all along You can measure every motion but you cannot read the mind You can map the whole damn ocean and still leave the sea behind Big Data Syndrome! Silence isn't zero! Silence isn't zero! [Verse 2 – syncopated glitch trip-hop] Ninety-five say nothing's wrong Five percent have screamed too long Calculate the grand design bury them beneath the line The market says the people choose but what about the things we lose? No product made No wish expressed No empty cell No missingness [Pre-Chorus 2 – vocoder harmonies] 見えないものは ないことになる 声なき声は どこへ消える？ You count the answer not the question feed the system its reflection [Chorus – expanding techno arrangement] Big Data Syndrome! Everything you know is wrong Big Data Syndrome! Counting shadows all along You can measure every motion but you cannot read the mind You can map the whole damn ocean and still leave the sea behind Big Data Syndrome! Silence isn't zero! Silence isn't zero! [Breakdown – sparse sub bass, whispered spoken word] Data complete. Confidence high. Unknown variables... None detected. But how do you detect what you never thought to find? How do you measure a question never asked? No missing data. No missing data. Just a missing world. [Progressive instrumental build – metallic polyrhythms, acid sequences] Average... Normalize... Optimize... Monetize... Echo... Echo... Echo... [Bridge – rhythmic displacement, intense female vocals] I am not your median I am not your trend I am not the pattern that your algorithms bend I am what you never asked I am what you couldn't see I am every silent answer to a question yet to be [Final Chorus – full industrial techno climax] BIG DATA SYNDROME! Numbers rising, meaning gone BIG DATA SYNDROME! Perfect models, broken song All the voices underneath All the dreams you couldn't find You can count a billion heartbeats without knowing what's inside Big Data Syndrome! Silence isn't zero! Silence isn't zero! [Outro – machines decelerating, ambient decay] One... Zero... One... Zero... The model is complete. The world is not. [Silence] ...undefined.
