歌词
[Verse 1]
Booting up my day, there's a hum in the air,
Not a song or a beep that I can spare.
Checked the equalizer, volumes fine,
Sound output’s normal, but the source won’t align.
[Chorus]
Where’s that sound from inside my screen?
Windows 11, you’re a mystery machine.
Not unpleasant, but it's twisting my arm,
Lost in settings, cause for alarm.
[Verse 2]
Tweaked the spatial mixer, but it’s still around,
This phantom melody, without a bound.
Navigating menus, it's a labyrinth now,
More confusing settings, furrowed my brow.
[Chorus]
Where’s that sound from inside my screen?
Windows 11, you’re a mystery machine.
Not unpleasant, but it's twisting my arm,
Lost in settings, cause for alarm.
[Bridge]
Might reboot it, start it clean,
But would that solve the riddle of what I’ve seen?
Or heard in whispers, from circuits deep,
Without an answer, the question keeps.
[Chorus]
Where’s that sound from inside my screen?
Windows 11, you’re a mystery machine.
Not unpleasant, but it's twisting my arm,
Lost in settings, cause for alarm.
[Verse 3]
Is it a glitch or a feature, a bug or a sign,
Of digital spirits in the silicon line?
No app is running, no media plays,
Yet here it echoes, through my digital days.
[Chorus]
Where’s that sound from inside my screen?
Windows 11, you’re a mystery machine.
Not unpleasant, but it's twisting my arm,
Lost in settings, cause for alarm.
[Verse 4]
Then it hit me, a forgotten rule,
Set long ago, feeling like a fool.
An email chime, buried deep in my settings,
Crawling in embarrassment, a face of regretting.
In a hole of my own, laughter echoes around,
A simple solution, finally found.
From settings to rules, the journey was vast,
A lesson in memory, from my digital past.
[Fade Out]
Where’s that sound from inside my screen?
Windows 11, you’re a mystery machine.
Not unpleasant, but it's twisting my arm,
Lost in settings, cause for alarm.
