[Intro – whispered, echoing like a chant]
Save your life... from your lifestyle...
Save your life... from your lifestyle...
(Thompson said...)
Metaphilosopher of shadows...
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[Verse 1 – breathy, almost spoken]
I was chasing neon dreams,
Sleeping in the hum of empty screens.
My heartbeat synced with algorithms,
But my soul... drifted out of rhythm.
He said,
> "Your choices build the cage you dance in,"
Thompson... the sage in smoke and wind.
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[Chorus – layered vocals, like a distant choir]
🎶 Save your life... from your lifestyle...
The mirror won't lie, but the mask smiles.
Thompson saw the truth in stillness,
Whispers lost in digital wilderness... 🎶
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[Verse 2 – soft with ghostly synths and minimal piano]
Toxins in my timeline,
Comfort built on decline.
I fed the monster of my own design,
Until his voice echoed through the pine:
> "What you repeat becomes your shrine..."
Thompson wrote it between the lines.
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[Bridge – instrumental with distant voices reciting “Thompson said…”]
(Reverse vocals blend with soft ambient tones)
Thompson said…
Don’t wear your death as daily wear.
Thompson said…
What numbs you, owns you.
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[Final Chorus – swelling ambience, layered harmonies]
🎶 Save your life... from your lifestyle...
Burn the script, unlearn denial.
He walked barefoot through the noise,
Taught silence to reclaim its voice. 🎶
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[Outro – fading whispers]
(Thompson said…)
Save... your life...
From... your... lifestyle...
Before your rhythm becomes your ruin.