[Verse 1] Neon flickers through the rain Empty buses cry again Footsteps echo down the chrome But I don’t answer the phone [Verse 2] Television paints the sky Static gods that watch me lie Shadows stretch across my wall I breathe in digital sprawl [Chorus – icy, melodic] We walk on glass streets, hearts made of wire Loving in silence, too cold to inspire Lost in the system, framed by design You look away — I press rewind [Verse 3] Your voice is trapped in a cassette A song I can't forget It skips where you once said my name Now all your words sound the same [Chorus – repeat, with layered synths] We walk on glass streets, hearts made of wire Loving in silence, too cold to inspire No more illusions, no more reply Just lips like mirrors and a plastic sky [Bridge – spoken, distant voice with echo] I’m not waiting. I’m not watching. I’m just— recorded. [Final Chorus – soft, fading] We walk on glass streets, lost in the frame Everyone’s watching, but no one knows my name
