الكلمات
[Intro]
In the cyber glow, where shadows weave,
Identity drifts, it's hard to perceive,
In this realm, what do we believe?
[Rap 1]
Lost in the web where echoes blend, seeking truth that data can send, profiles crafted, messages penned, in this maze, where does this end, pixels flicker reality’s guise, every click a truth or a lie,
Is it me or just a digital sky?
Voices echo, choices made, avatars in a masquerade, with every scroll our selves displayed in the code our dreams portrayed, fragments of thoughts, scattered wide,
In the network's flow, nowhere to hide,
Each status, a piece of the divide,
In the binary waves, we collide.
Connecting yet drifting far and near in the realm of code, intentions unclear,
The essence of self, a fading veneer,
In the silent hum, we disappear.
[Hook, Vinyl Scratch]
What do we believe?
[Rap 2]
Breaking it down byte by byte, in the network’s glow, seeking light, crafting posts with every write, navigating shadows, day and night.
Learning the flow, like a silent stream,
In the sea of data, where we dream,
On this journey, it’s more than it seems,
Identity morphs, split at the seams.
Shared experiences, digital threads, in the virtual realm where memory spreads, moments captured, words unsaid, in the binary code our lives are read, voices distant, yet so close, in this wired world we diagnose, the essence of self, like a ghost, in the digital mist we often boast.
[Hook, Vinyl Scratch]
What do we believe?
[Rap 3]
Words like pixels crafting lines tapestries of thoughts intertwine, every post a step, a climb, rhythms sync in a digital rhyme dancing with data a fluid trance, in the flow of bits find our chance, each update a deeper advance in this web of dreams, we enhance from the silence of code, echoes rise, in the constellation of electric skies, crafting tales that mesmerize in this digital world we improvise. (Improvise!)
[Instrumental]
[Rap 4]
Synaptic sparks in the digital sprawl,
Building lives behind a firewall,
Artificial dreams in the network’s call,
Neural links, thoughts converge,
Binary beats, our minds emerge,
Redefining selves at every verge.
[Outro]
In the glow of screens, shadows play,
Fragments of selves, night and day,
In this digital dance, we find our way.
[Instrumental]
[End]
[End]
