[Verse]
From the Mersey mist, see the shadows that dance,
Grime on my trainers, the devil’s advance.
TR kicks thump, heartbeat off-kilter,
Life’s a dirty canvas, I’m the crooked filter.
Glitch in the matrix, pixels dissolve,
Streetlights hum while the mysteries evolve.
Distorted bassline, it’s a Scouse ballet,
Ghosts of the docks, whisper tales, alleyway.
[Chorus]
Scouse shadows, creeping on the corner,
City breathes deep, but it’s growing colder.
Echo in the dark, 808s rumble,
Step too loud, and the whole block crumbles.
[Verse 2]
Distorted visions, skyline cracked open,
Dreams get snatched like a door left broken.
Trap doors, trap souls, trap beats in the loop,
Chasing paper planes through the smog and the soup.
Rain hits the synths, notes cry metallic,
Voices get chopped, glitch static, manic.
City in my veins, can’t wash it away,
Distorted 808s keep the shadows at bay.
[Bridge]
Fingers tap screens, digits turn to ghosts,
The streets eat dreams, but I’m here to toast.
Every loss, every win, every glitch in my fate,
TR-808s echo till the night turns late.