[Intro] [record scratch, distorted guitar riff, syncopated drums] Check one! [vocal echo] Check one! Servers full of echoes! Same ten names! Rest of y'all ghosts! [heavy guitar chugging] Yeah! Yeah! [Verse 1] [rapped vocals, bass-heavy groove] Log in, drop the track, hear the crickets in the chat Same circle praising circle, same rotation on repeat Appreciation post, just another popularity ballot You ain't in the crew, your whole catalog's invalid Scroll through the channel, hearts reserved for the chosen New blood hits the wall while the kings keep posing High school with avatars, hide behind server armor We support the scene? Nah, y'all just fuel the drama [Chorus] [shouted vocals, full band intensity] No more ghosts! No more ghosts! Crash the stage with the unknown! Take the [unintelligible] microphone! Fuck the popular kids, burn it in a circle down! Recreation don't need permission from the crowd! [Post-Chorus] [half-time feel, heavy distortion] I break up, break up, I break up, break-break-break, break it down! Break it down! Whoa! No! No more! Come on! [Verse 2] [rapped vocals, driving drums] They preach all love but the metrics never lie Notifications silent 'til the right name drops a reply You grinding 3 AM, pouring soul in every file While they farm reactions like it's corporate stockpile I ain't here for clout, I'm here to shatter the mold Load up the unheard, watch the real heat unfold Every voice in the red is a spark they try to kill But the underground's loaded, feel that server shaking thrill! [Chorus] [shouted vocals] Who stays? Yeah! Crash the stage with the unknown! Take the [unintelligible] microphone! Fuck the popular kids, burn it in a circle down! Recreation don't need permission from the crowd! Right now! No more! Come on! Right now! No more! No more! Come on! Come on! [Bridge] [syncopated guitar stabs, electronic glitching] They want gatekeepers, we want open mics! They want hierarchy, we want real fucking life! No more invisible, no more buried and unread! Every track a weapon, every underdog fed! No more! No more! Fuck the gatekeepers! [Guitar Solo] [distorted wah-wah guitar, double-kick drums] [Chorus] [full band] Crash the stage with the unknown! Yeah! Take the [unintelligible] microphone! Fuck the popular kids, burn it in a circle down! Recreation don't need permission from the crowd! [Outro] [shouted vocals, sustained guitar feedback] Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Break-break-break, wake up! Wake it down! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake it down! Who stays? I stay! Yeah! Crash the stage with the unknown! Crash the stage with the unknown!
