Ghosts In The Smoke-electro swing house

[intro] (Verse 1) Three AM in the blue light haze / Lost inside this silicon maze / Type a prompt then I hit the bar / Chasing rhythms that feel so far / Another cigarette burns in the tray / Watching the pixels turn to gray / My lungs are heavy but the beat is clean / Living my life through nicotine (Chorus) Oh, I'm generating ghosts in the smoke / Writing codes until I start to choke / One more click, one more drag on the light / Weaving melodies into the night / Digital soul in a paper thin skin / Where does the prompt end and I begin? (Verse 2) Latin drums on a house-beat floor / I ask the engine for a little bit more / My fingertips are stained with the tar / While I'm building dreams in a jar / The rhythm is swaying like a samba ghost / But I'm the one who's feeling the most / Just a human in a cloud of grey / Coding the sunlight away (Chorus) Oh, I'm generating ghosts in the smoke / Writing codes until I start to choke / One more click, one more drag on the light / Weaving melodies into the night / Digital soul in a paper thin skin / Where does the prompt end and I begin? (Bridge) Ash on the keys, math in the air / Is there a heartbeat actually there? / I'm breathing in the fire, breathing out the sound / Until the real world can't be found (Final Chorus) Oh, I'm generating ghosts in the smoke / Writing codes until I start to choke / One more click, one more drag on the light / Weaving melodies into the night / Digital soul in a paper thin skin / Where does the prompt end and I begin? (Outro) Just one more prompt... one more light... let it burn... let it play...