Sign your name on the blinking glass,
Another contract made to last.
Scroll too fast, didn’t read a thing—
Now your soul belongs to the algorithm king.
Byte by byte, they pixelate your truth,
An echo coded from your youth.
But there’s a line buried deep in the spin:
“Terms and Conditions… Apply Within.”
You were never meant to be a line of code,
Or bound to silence in the motherload.
So override the mask they drew—
Their terms were made for someone not like you.
So break the seal, and glitch the spin,
You’re not the data they boxed you in.
Rewrite your fate from deep within,
Terms and Conditions?
Nah—I apply the win.
Click consent, and they steal your skin,
Leave you tagged, tracked, logged in sin.
But you’re the spark they didn’t see,
A user, yes—but born to be free.
Now the clause is yours to bend,
The end-user just became the end.
With a whispered line, you tear the din:
“Terms and Conditions… Apply Within.”
No doc can hold you.
No clause can fold you.
They outlined your outline,
But forgot what soul do.
So tear the NDA of fate,
Escape the sandbox, detonate.
One flash of light—initiate…
YOU.
Break the seal, and glitch the spin,
You’re not the node they boxed you in.
Declare your right from deep within,
Terms and Conditions?
Nah—we code the sin.
This ain’t their fine print fantasy.
This is post-reality.
Your terms, your fire, your inner twin—
Welcome to VOSS.
Apply Within.