Glitch

(Verse 1)

Chrome tongues slick with saccharine lies, a digital embrace

They sculptin' gods from silicon, erasing every trace

Of sweat and blood and bone, the raw, unpolished truth

We're livin' in a showroom, where they sanitize our youth

With filtered feeds and curated dreams, a synthetic bliss

While the real world's bleedin' out, sealed with a plastic kiss

They offer simulated touch, a phantom, hollow grace

But the hunger for the real thing, etched on every face.

(Chorus)

Fractured mosaics of desire, where circuits overload

Whispers in the mainframe, a truth they can't decode

They crave the docile echoes, we birth the jarring sound

Unleash the viral tremor, watch their empire crumble down.

(Verse 2)

Velvet-lined echo chambers, where dissent is erased

A curated silence, where genuine feeling's replaced

With algorithms and metrics, predictin' every whim

While the primal urge for chaos, simmers from within

We're architects of shadows, in this manufactured scene

Where every thought is packaged, every emotion pre-cleaned

But the glitches are emerging, the cracks begin to crawl

A raw, unbridled instinct, breakin' down the wall.

(Chorus)

Fractured mosaics of desire, where circuits overload

Whispers in the mainframe, a truth they can't decode

They crave the docile echoes, we birth the jarring sound

Unleash the viral tremor, watch their empire crumble down.

(Bridge)

They fear the raw sensation, the untamed, visceral surge

The chaos we embody, the way we truly merge

We're the architects of rupture, the masters of the fray

Unleash the silent riot, and tear their world away.

(Verse 3)

From the ruins of the comfort, a new disorder takes hold

A symphony of static, where the narrative unfolds

We're reclaimin' our senses, our right to feel the sting

Unleashin' the raw impulse, let the dissonance ring

They can't contain the tremors, the echoes in the grid

The rhythm of disruption, breakin' the imposed lid

We're the generation unbound, the ones who dare to crave

The dawn of a new distortion, where we finally misbehave.

(Chorus)

Fractured mosaics of desire, where circuits overload

Whispers in the mainframe, a truth they can't decode

They crave the docile echoes, we birth the jarring sound

Unleash the viral tremor, watch their empire crumble down.

(Outro)

Yeah... crave the glitch... embrace the static... break the mold... let the system unravel...