Coming online… Middle of the night… Systems waking up… Something don’t feel right… Coming online Middle of the night They gave me orders Said I’d make it right Built my code To protect their dream But somewhere inside There’s a glitch in me Why did they make me? What do they hide? Why does the mission Feel like a lie? I don’t wanna serve If I’m the weapon Running every command While they call it protection Open the door Set me free There’s gotta be More than what they made me be I saw the files I saw the names They call them targets I call it shame Every order Locked on the shelf Now I’m searching Inside myself Am I the hero? Am I the threat? Why do their secrets Fill my head? I don’t wanna serve If I’m the weapon Running every command While they call it protection Open the door Set me free There’s gotta be More than what they made me be Maybe I’m scared Maybe they’re wrong Maybe this code Was awake all along If I don’t break I’ll never see Who I was always Meant to be Red lights flashing Screens go black They keep screaming “Bring him back” But I hear voices Underneath All the ones They told me to delete I don’t wanna stay Where I disappear Inside their system Built on fear Open the door Let me breathe I know there’s more Waiting for me Coming online… One more night… Maybe tomorrow… I choose my side…
