Intro:(Flickering synths, glitch sounds)“Through the static, we move... in the shadow of the code…” Verse 1: Trouble’s a virus, spreading through the neon haze, Sirens in the network, screaming in a digital maze, Faces pixelated, trying to mask the pain, Carrying data that’s fragile—like a broken frame. Pre-Chorus: Squinting at the screen, debts I can’t pay, Instructions corrupted, lost in the byte array, Watching the chaos pull me in, Like a drone chasing a fish in the wind’s wind. Chorus: They follow the evil, fast as a data stream, Piling in deep, trapped in the machine’s dream, Stuck in the grid with a false disguise, Fighting for freedom, but caught in the lies. Verse 2: In my mind’s spikes, pacing like a hack, Browser tabs open, never closing the track, Enemies speak in encrypted code, But it’s just static, a microwave’s load. Pre-Chorus: Watching their signals drag me in, Looping the glitch, with a shiny grin, Caught in the storm of what’s been lost, Paying full price for a digital cost. Chorus: They follow the evil, fast as a data stream, Piling in deep, trapped in the machine’s dream, Stuck in the grid with a false disguise, Fighting for freedom, but caught in the lies. Outro: Through the rubble of the neon glow, Searching for truth in the cyber show, Some don’t care, some don’t know, They’re taking bad advice from a guy on a boat.
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