歌詞

The city breathes a rhythm, slick as polished chrome

We chase the paper current, caught within the streams

From a contract signed in silence, under fluorescent light

Trading genuine gravity for a momentary flight

This groove is the audit, the final ledger shown

A high-fidelity truth, on a seed we haven't sown

They bid for your attention, in an auction of the soul

But the price of real freedom, we can never control

We wear the brand like armor, a uniform of choice

To drown the quiet questions with a predetermined voice

They cloned the sound of protest, polished it until it gleams

And sold the very sunrise back as digital dreams

Look past the velvet rope, beyond the glossy sheen

The only currency that matters is the silence in between

If every feeling's monetized, what's left for us to keep?

We only wake from slumber when the promises run deep

This groove is the audit, the final ledger shown

A high-fidelity truth, on a seed we haven't sown

They bid for your attention, in an auction of the soul

But the price of real freedom, we can never control

Break the seal on the factory sound

This is the untraceable vibe