No one hears me, I scream inside my headphones This song’s for me, I don’t need your applause Even if someone says “that’s fire!” That won’t make my pain any lighter I can make my song in this age of dreams Fake myself on your stupid screens Is your “relate” a curse or luxury? I don’t breathe for your “like”! AI drops the beat I wish I made You smile and say “that’s progress, baby” But it feels off, like we lost the raw Where’s the pain that we used to draw? We can show the scars we tried to hide But now it’s merch and monetized Is your “feel seen” a blessing or trap? I don’t cry for your clap! I wanna sing for you but only bleed for me This noise is my honesty We lost the sound that set us free Now this chain is melody Is your love a luxury or curse? You can’t judge my verse! I can make my song in this age of dreams Fake myself on your stupid screens Is your “relate” a curse or luxury? I don’t breathe for your “like”!
