[Intro – spoken / glitchy clean] Notifications screaming. Headlines bleeding. Inbox on fire. I sit down anyway. [Verse 1] Alarm clock, traffic, another damn deadline Coffee gone cold while the world keeps colliding Scroll till my eyes burn, news like a flood Every voice louder, every thought turns to blood I open the prompt like a blade in the dark Type out the wreckage that’s tearing me apart “Make it heavy. Make it hurt. Make it true.” Watch the machine spit back something I already knew [Pre-Chorus] I don’t need a stage, I don’t need a band Just a screen and a storm I can finally command [Chorus] I code the chaos, I prompt the pain Turn the static in my skull into a hurricane Every riff is a fist I throw at the noise Every scream is the part of me that still has a voice I’m not running from the wreckage — I’m writing it down Generate the anthem while the whole world’s burning down [Verse 2] Bills on the table, heart on the floor Same conversation that I’ve had before People talk peace like it’s something you buy I talk in drop-tuned truth and a distorted cry Iterate, refine, kill the line that feels fake Push the AI till it bleeds the same ache This isn’t escape — this is excavation Digging the fire out so I don’t suffocate [Pre-Chorus] No producer, no label, no one to approve Just me and the ghost in the machine making proof [Chorus] I code the chaos, I prompt the pain Turn the static in my skull into a hurricane Every riff is a fist I throw at the noise Every scream is the part of me that still has a voice I’m not running from the wreckage — I’m writing it down Generate the anthem while the whole world’s burning down [Bridge – clean, building] They say the art is dead, the soul got replaced But I hear my own pulse in the waveform it made I feed it the fracture, it hands me the frame I am still the author. It just learned my name. [Breakdown] COMPILE THE RAGE RENDER THE BREAK THIS IS HOW I STAY AWAKE PROMPT IT LOUDER MAKE IT BREAK I WILL NOT GO QUIET IN THE STATIC [Final Chorus] I code the chaos, I prompt the pain Turn the static in my skull into a hurricane Every riff is a fist I throw at the noise Every scream is the part of me that still has a voice I’m not running from the wreckage — I’m writing it down Generate the anthem Generate the anthem While the whole world’s burning down [Outro] Save the file. Close the tab. Tomorrow hits the same. I’ll open it again.
