[Verse 1] Neon veins run through the concrete, Whispers in the static hum. All these faces blink like data, Dreaming they’re the only one. The algorithm hums a prayer, While the satellites confess The truth ain’t hiding in the heavens, It’s buried deep inside the mess. [Pre-Chorus] Every rhythm is a warning, Every groove a pulse of fate. We dance on coded borders, Too blind to calculate. [Chorus] Is this love or simulation? Are we gods or just the code? Funky hearts in synchronization, Breaking under what we’re told. Spin the vinyl of existence, Crack the beat and feel it scream In the groove, we find resistance, In the dark, we still dream. [Verse 2] Every mirror shows a copy, Every copy fades to dust. Still, we chase that pixel halo, Still pretend the void is just. The funk keeps pulsing, half alive, Half machine and half divine. Truth ain’t what you see in daylight, It’s what the night won’t let you find. [Bridge] Can you hear the universe breathe? It sighs between the bassline’s teeth. Planets spin to keep us guessing, Stars explode for our forgetting. And in that beat that filthy, cosmic groove We remember what we are: Temporary proof of rhythm, Dancing scars beneath a dying star. [Final Chorus] Are we meaning or momentum? Are we lost or are we free? Every note’s a small rebellion Against eternity. So plug your soul into the system, Let the distortion make it right The universe is just a rhythm Trying to funk its way through night.
