[Intro] (low city hum, distant synth pulse) Red in a line— [Verse 1] Brake lights in the distance paint the highway red, petals on the asphalt where the city breathes instead. Auto Mode is forming, I feel it in the hum, traffic syncing quietly to what we’ve all become. [Pre-Chorus] No sirens, no warning, just a green wave turning— I’m not leaving the night, I’m learning it. [Chorus] Brake light bloom, red in a line, I’m not escaping, I’m routing back to mine. Brake light bloom, midnight moves, the city stops in flowers and I slip through. [Verse 2] Billboards pulse in silence, soft ticks in the air, every lane’s a suggestion, but I’m still there. Maps redraw around me, algorithms align, but my hands remember what is still mine. [Pre-Chorus] No anger, no breaking, just the smallest choosing— I don’t fight the flow, I move through it. [Chorus] Brake light bloom, red in a line, I’m not escaping, I’m routing back to mine. Brake light bloom, midnight moves, the city holds its pattern and I slip through. [Instrumental Break] (NO VOCAL, 12–16 bars) (synth arpeggio intensifies, glitch ticks increase, gated pads widen, drums build density, bass drives forward; rising static texture) [Final Chorus] Brake light bloom, red in a line, I’m not escaping, I’m routing back to mine. Brake light bloom, midnight moves, the city freezes in color— I cut through. [Instrumental Outro] (NO VOCAL, 8–12 bars) (full synth drive, static burst peak, 2-beat near silence, immediate HARD STOP)
