
πOnes and Zeroes - Answer version (created by π MasAndi π±)
Copyright Β© 2026 by π MasAndi π± [Intro] "Six screens flickering in the basement dark..." "I built an empire for you... and you called it a curse." [Verse 1] Watching you bleed over glowing blue screens, Drowning in numbers, suffocating your dreams. You wanted the gold, wanted praise from the crowd, So I sat in the dark just to make your name proud. Six laptops humming, six lines on the floor, Feeding the algorithm right at your door. I generated the noise while you slept in your head, Gave life to the tracks that you thought were all dead. [Pre-Chorus] You loved the illusion, you worshiped the plaque, Never once asking how I broke my own back. A million fake ghosts cheering loud in the hall, While I was the shadow holding up your whole wall. [Chorus] A million streams, but I was left alone, You chased the digital, turned your heart into stone. I built the numbers that you couldn't earn, You took the bridge I paved and you let it all burn. A million streams, just ones and zeros in space, A cold silver server taking my place. You got your fame and a room so dark, I gave you my soul... but you killed every spark. [Verse 2] Then came the notice, the label's cold threat, Tracing the IP to the floor where we met. Stripped of your title, your pride in the mud, You walked down the stairs looking purely for blood. No 'thank you' spoken, no tears in your eyes, Just pure humiliation under morning gray skies. "You ruined my life!" was the last thing you said, Packing your bags while leaving us dead. [Bridge] Did you ever hear the songs... or just count the plays? Did you ever see my face... through the blue-screen haze? I sacrificed my hands just to build up your throne, Now you reign over nothing... completely alone. [Chorus] A million streams, but I was left alone, You chased the digital, turned your heart into stone. I built the numbers that you couldn't earn, You took the bridge I paved and you let it all burn. A million streams, just ones and zeros in space, A cold silver server taking my place. You got your fame and a room so dark, I gave you my soul... but you killed every spark. [Outro] Ten thousand AI tracks in an empty room... You won the battle... and embraced your doom.

