[00:00.000] 作词 : 何启明
[00:01.000] 作曲 : 何启明
[00:02.000] 编曲 : 何启明
[00:13.920]Thecity's gears are grinding loud and slow,
[00:20.580]Beneath this sky of static, bruised indigo.
[00:26.850]We chase the rush where concrete pathways burn,
[00:33.330]No turning back,there's nothing left to learn.
[00:35.550]Neon blood is pumping, feel it in the wires!
[00:46.260]Through these metal veins, fueled by wasted fires!
[00:52.980]Rev the engine hard before the coming dark!
[00:59.670]We're running on a highway with no exit mark!
[01:11.550]The promises they sold us turned to rust,
[01:17.970]Like broken neon signs choked out by dust.
[01:24.510]We scrape the chrome to find a fading spark,
[01:31.050]Igniting borrowed courage in the deepening dark.
[01:37.050]Neon blood is boiling, can you feel the surge?
[01:44.250]Living at the limit where the circuits merge.
[01:49.710]Are we programmed just to race until we break?
[01:56.190]These chrome gods we follow, just a fatal mistake?
[02:13.950]Stop. Breathe. The engine ticks... so hot.
[02:20.880]A million fractured pixels, all we ever got.
[02:24.150]Is this the future staring through dead glass eyes?
[02:33.870]Drifting past the ruins under plastic skies.
[02:40.320]Neon blood is boiling, can you feel the surge?
[02:46.830]Living at the limit where the circuits merge.
[02:53.100]Are we programmed just to race until we break?
[02:59.460]These chrome gods we follow, just a fatal mistake?

作词 : 何启明
作曲 : 何启明
编曲 : 何启明
Thecity's gears are grinding loud and slow,
Beneath this sky of static, bruised indigo.
We chase the rush where concrete pathways burn,
No turning back,there's nothing left to learn.
Neon blood is pumping, feel it in the wires!
Through these metal veins, fueled by wasted fires!
Rev the engine hard before the coming dark!
We're running on a highway with no exit mark!
The promises they sold us turned to rust,
Like broken neon signs choked out by dust.
We scrape the chrome to find a fading spark,
Igniting borrowed courage in the deepening dark.
Neon blood is boiling, can you feel the surge?
Living at the limit where the circuits merge.
Are we programmed just to race until we break?
These chrome gods we follow, just a fatal mistake?
Stop. Breathe. The engine ticks... so hot.
A million fractured pixels, all we ever got.
Is this the future staring through dead glass eyes?
Drifting past the ruins under plastic skies.
Neon blood is boiling, can you feel the surge?
Living at the limit where the circuits merge.
Are we programmed just to race until we break?
These chrome gods we follow, just a fatal mistake?