They’re betting the house on our lost cause, We’re hacking the code in the system’s laws. Every loophole’s just a door they missed, And I’ve got a key in a rebel’s fist. They play their game, we build our own, Small empires from a cracked phone. Every dollar’s just a seed I hide, Gonna grow it wild on the other side. We’re not on the board, we’re under the floor, Building a game they can’t ignore. When their greed loop stalls, we’ll light the flame, ‘Cause the future’s ours in the side game made. Barter the skill, trade time for bread, Learn to eat where the rich ain’t fed. No middleman to cut the deal, No paper trail for the thieves to steal. They can’t tax the hours we trade, Can’t repo the plans we’ve made. They run the race for a plastic crown, We slip the track, take the whole town. We’re not on the board, we’re under the floor, Building a game they can’t ignore. When their greed loop stalls, we’ll light the flame, ‘Cause the future’s ours in the side game made. Bridge (breakdown, drums + bass only) We’re in their walls, we’re in their wires, Lighting sparks they can’t put out. We’re in their halls, we’re in their hires, Smuggling truth through every doubt. We’re not on the board, we’re under the floor, Building a game they can’t ignore. When their greed loop stalls, we’ll light the flame, ‘Cause the future’s ours in the side game made.
