[Intro – Low Static / Distant Voices]
Open the app.
Load the rage.
Smile for the screen—
Cut to the chase.
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[Verse 1]
Dead eyes walking under neon skies
Smiling like it’s all just fine
Hearts still beat, but something’s gone
Souls on mute, bodies on
Open the app, load the rage
Everyone’s holy on the homepage
Short words, long knives in real time
Ruined lives for a dopamine high
We pray to screens, confess in lies
Trade our shame for lullabies
Call it normal, call it growth
But nobody remembers hope
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[Pre-Chorus]
Say it louder, say it mean
Call it justice, call it “being seen”
We don’t scream, we don’t fight
We just stare through endless nights
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[Chorus]
Dead eyes in the afterlife
Still breathing, still alive
Hell ain’t fire, it’s routine
Cruelty dressed up as “just being human”
This is the timeline guillotine
Heads roll for likes and dopamine
No shame, no cost, no memory
Just hate disguised as morality
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[Verse 2]
Pain’s a joke till it’s your skin
Empathy’s a dying trend
We clap when someone hits the ground
Call it karma, pass it around
Context buried, nuance gone
Pick a villain, move along
If you’re wrong, it won’t be said
The mob forgets, the damage stays
Children learn to harden fast
Kindness feels like ancient past
If you care, you’re weak or fake
If you hurt, you’re entertainment
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[Pre-Chorus 2]
No forgiveness, no repair
Public shaming for the flair
We scroll past, we turn away
Say “that’s life” and let it stay
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[Chorus – Altered]
Dead eyes, hollow stares
Morals buried everywhere
We don’t need chains, we don’t need knives
We tear each other down just fine
Point the finger, crown the blame
Watch a person break for fame
They don’t want truth, they want a scene
Blood on the feed—squeaky clean
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[Bridge – Half-Time / Spoken]
If there’s a hell, we built it slow
Brick by brick with what we chose
Every laugh at someone’s pain
Every time we looked away
Shame don’t heal, it crowns the loud
Breaks the quiet, feeds the crowd
They say “do better,” throw the stone
From a throne they never own
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[Final Chorus / Outro]
Dead eyes, still breathing
Still hurting, still pretending
If this is what surviving means—
Tell me where the humans went.
No trial.
No truth.
Just noise—
And a crowd that never looks back.
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