[Intro] [Bright Launch Chimes] [Playful Vocal] Core worlds, buckle up We're taking the scenic route [Verse 1] [Sunny Bubble Synths] Hatapatapata, start with the glow Coruscan towers wherever you go Hadron caught half a sun in a frame Never quite finished, still booked all the same Golden decks and resort-blue skies Sunscreen not included, read the fine lines Citronia rolls in a citrus breeze Every orange, lime and lemon you please [Pre-Chorus] [Light Percussion Lift] One star, two stars, sugar in the drive Every system has a reason it's alive [Chorus] [Big Candy Pop Hook] Core worlds, core worlds, spin me around Every little planet has its own sound Sweet ones, strange ones, bright ones too The galaxy gets better when it changes the view Core worlds, core worlds, light up the chart Steel in the engine, glitter in the heart Take my hand, don't ask what's normal Nothing out here ever stays formal [Verse 2] [Industrial Synth Groove] Murderaan wakes with a factory roar Heavy machines shaking every floor Software smiles from a terminal screen Then asks for permissions you wish you hadn't seen Foundries burning, code running deep Programs that know far too much while you sleep Murderaan, darling, keep your guard high And maybe don't click what you cannot identify [Verse 3] [Competitive Electro Pop] Blacktone says black is the future of style Whitetone answers with a quarterly smile Locked in a duel with a market report Both launch a product, both file in court Price war, brand war, polished attack White goes forward, black pushes back Nobody wins, but the ads look divine Competition has never been this well designed [Chorus] [Layered Harmonies] Core worlds, core worlds, spin me around Every little planet has its own sound Sweet ones, strange ones, bright ones too The galaxy gets better when it changes the view Core worlds, core worlds, light up the chart Steel in the engine, glitter in the heart Take my hand, don't ask what's normal Nothing out here ever stays formal [Bridge] [Robotic Beat] 829999-RVCX online Terrifying power by machine design Could seize the stars if the order came through But task number one says make coffee for two Print this document Sort that tray Recalibrate something and wait all day Galactic threat status nearly complete Interrupted by a cleaning routine [Breakdown] [Bar Piano With Sparkling Synth] Codebar pours the expensive stuff One glass costs more than a shuttle enough Parking is cheap, that's technically true Zero credits charged when no spaces exist for you [Verse 4] [Dreamy Psychedelic Pop] Plato drifts into philosophical haze Sokrates talks for seventeen days Hippies bring incense, hipsters bring doubt Then spend all night defining selling out Are we arrogant Or deliberately profound Does truth need sandals Can vinyl be round Nobody answers, everyone knows The debate gets deeper wherever it goes [Final Chorus] [Key Change] Core worlds, core worlds, spin me around Every little planet has its own sound Sunshine, steelwork, citrus and code Every strange stop makes a sweeter road Core worlds, core worlds, light up the chart Chaos in orbit, glitter in the heart From Coruscan high to Sokrates slow There is always one more weird little world to know [Outro] [Soft Starry Synths] Core worlds Keep turning I'll keep learning Wherever we go
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