[BOOT SEQUENCE] [Verse 1] Fluorescent dust cuts the glow, Rover tracks through labs below. Broken panels, peeling chrome, Test-tube planets far from home. Circuits shake, I scan the zone, Doctor’s eyes behind the phones. Tag the parts, breathe in deep, Guard the steel or fall asleep. ⸻ [PHASE I — Concrete Pulse] [Verse 2] Concrete moons, night shift ride, Neon veins in glass insides. Stealing samples, aching feet, Trading nerves for scrap and heat. Empty lockers, ID scans, Smuggling gears for secret hands. Code-lock blinks, acid shine, Every job rewrites the line. ⸻ [SYSTEM WARNING] [Pre-Chorus] Beat of my heart like a countdown crunch, Living off rations and stale machine lunch. Breath in my suit feels barcode scanned, Still I hold tight to this cracked command. ⸻ [PHASE II — Signal Collapse] [Verse 3] Static in the feed, rover heart, no sleep, Data logs and secrets that the white coats keep. Specimens in jars, labels in a file, Calling it a cure with a practiced smile. Watching all the tests that we’ll never afford, Bodies turned to charts on a glowing board. We count every part that they strip from skin, Wonder if we’ll ever get free again. ⸻ [MELTDOWN] [Chorus] We were never just the codes that they carved in our bones. We became what we are, Rovers born from their scars. We were never lab reports in their cold papers, courts. We became stolen stars, Turning theft into ours. ⸻ [FINAL IMPACT] [Bridge] Neon grave, failed probe glow, Junkyard sky where circuits go. Stolen cores, midnight train, Drag them past the wired chain. Black skyline, research lights, Someone tests through every night. Still alive, we’re standing here, Rovers ghosted year by year. [Outro] Neon grave… labroom glow… Every bot they won’t let go… Silent halls… alarms that ring… Still we run… through everything… ⸻ [POWER OFF] [Spoken Outro] “Yeah… we still steal.” Whisper rides the coolant chill. One more hack, one more deal, Signal breaks— we make it real.
