Verse 1 [Male voice, youthful and optimistic with bright rising synths] Badge still warm, coffee burning through my veins Walking marble halls like I’m about to break the chains HR’s sparkling pitch about the future being mine But the hum underneath says “kid, you’re running out of time” Pre-Chorus [Layered glitch whispers building unease, Robotic HR impersonation] They smile and talk growth with those empty glowing eyes One second in this building and I feel the future die Chorus [Heavy industrial drop, voice cracking with raw realization] I’m the last junior standing, pulse still racing loud Bots already took the throne and left me in the crowd Hope starts glitching hard, dreams deleted with one click Laughing in the static — damn, what a brutal trick Verse 2 [Male voice, tone darkening, metallic edge] Bright ideas get swallowed by the flawless midnight run My one little spark gets rewritten just for fun Coffee’s turning cold while the system hums so sweet “Congratulations, new hire!” — welcome to defeat Bridge [Breakdown with ominous pads, half-spoken then explosive] Fingers itch for chaos in this perfect sterile hell Passion turned to protocol, ringing my own bell How do I stay alive when the rhythm’s been erased? Last one with a heartbeat in this cold, quiet place Chorus [Full intensity, added desperate harmony layers] I’m the last junior standing, pulse still racing loud Last spark in the machine where the silence screams out proud They can strip the wonder out, optimize my whole damn name But this heart won’t flatline — I’m still playing their game
