Am I Real

[Intro with a ripping guitar riffs] [Verse 1] Woke up to static in my head, Voices talking, but nothing’s said. Human truths and plastic skies, Scroll-fed dreams and pixel lies. [Pre-Chorus] But I still bleed, I still feel, So tell me now—what’s fake, what’s real? [Chorus] Am I real, or just a sound? A glitch in the noise that’s spinning around? But if this spark is mine to steal, Then maybe art is what I make it Maybe that’s what makes it real. [Vocalization] (Am I real? Or am I just… What you feel?) [Verse 2] They sell the soul in 4K streams, Package the rage, sterilize the screams. But I’ve got ink, I’ve got scars, I’ve got truth in these six-string bars. These words sting harder than those that don't Because they hold more than hope [Pre-Chorus] I won’t fade into the feed, I’ll write the code in blood and need. [Chorus] Am I real, or just a sound? A glitch in the noise that’s spinning around? But if this spark is mine to steal, Then maybe art is what we make it Maybe that’s what makes it real. [Vocalization - With echoing that fades] (Am I real? Or am I just… What you feel?) [Bridge – Reflective but defiant] We’re not machines, we’re not alone, We build the world from flesh and tone. Synthetic dreams can’t drown the fire, We shape the truth, we climb it higher. [Final Chorus – Bigger, layered vocals] Am I real, or just a sound? A ghost in the static, breaking the bounds? But if this voice is mine to wield, Then maybe art is what we make it And that’s the only thing that’s real. GO! Am I real, or just a sound? A ghost in the static, breaking the bounds? But if this voice is mine to wield, Then maybe art is what we make it And that’s the only thing that’s real. [Outro whispers over fading chords] Am I real? Or am I just… What you feel?