[Intro – whispered, building static] Turn it up… turn it off… can’t… [Verse 1 – half-spoken, glitchy vocoder] Screen glows at 3 AM, pixels in my veins Anchor smiles like plastic, selling me the chains “Breaking” loops forever, same clip, different names Headlines scream in caps lock, setting fire to my brain They say trust the science, then flip it every hour Fear is the new currency, panic buys the power Left wing, right wing, same bird in the tower I know it’s all a circus but I’m glued to the shower [Pre-Drop – rising sirens, stuttered samples] Lies-lies-lies-lies… prop-prop-propaganda… Can’t—can’t—can’t—STOP— [Drop 1 – wobbly bass, 140 BPM filth] BOOM! Insanity drop, synapses overload Every notification another payload Truth got buried in the clickbait catacombs I’m doomscrolling through the tombs of my own home WUB-WUB-WUB—brain melt Fact-check, back-check, still don’t know what I felt They weaponize the weather, monetize the melt I’m addicted to the hell they built [Verse 2 – chopped & screwed] Pundit A vs. B, same script, different suits Both funded by the same corporate roots “Sources say,” but never who’s I’m drowning in the data, still thirsty for the noose Swipe up for the trauma, swipe left for the spin Every take is hotter than the last sin I mute the world outside just to let the noise in Paranoia’s my new skin [Pre-Drop 2 – heartbeat kick, reversed vocals] It’s all… rigged… rigged… rigged… But I… need… need… need… [Drop 2 – heavier, neurofunk switch-up] GRRRR—propaganda bassline rips the sky Conspiracy or coping? Can’t tell truth from lie I screenshot the madness, then question my own eyes Feed me more, I’m starving, let the algorithm decide FILTHY WOBBLE—sanity frags Every push alert another white flag I rage quit the app, then crawl right back Addicted to the poison in the feedback [Bridge – clean vocals, almost acoustic, then distortion creeps] If I turn it off, do I disappear? If no one’s outraged, does the danger clear? Silence feels like complicity, noise feels like fear So I keep the volume deafening just to know I’m still here [Final Pre-Drop – full glitch breakdown] One… more… scroll… One… more… lie… [Final Drop – double-time, chaotic] BBRRRRR—insane in the membrane News cycle cyclone, hurricane in my brain I know it’s fake but the rush is the same Burn the screen, feed the flame! WUB-WUB—propaganda! WUB-WUB—insomnia! WUB-WUB—can’t stop the mania! I’M THE GLITCH IN THEIR UTOPIA! [Outro – fading static, single repeated line] Turn it off… turn it off… turn it off… I can’t.
