[00:00.000] 作词 : 褶被年华
[00:01.000] 作曲 : 褶被年华
[00:02.000] 编曲 : 褶被年华
[00:03.600]We scroll the night, a million neon lights,
[00:11.910]But shadows hide the cracks in our disguise.
[00:20.220]The algorithms hum, they know our every rhyme,
[00:28.590]Yet silence screams where pixelscan't define.
[00:36.930]Can you hear it? A whisper through the wires,
[00:45.660]A heartbeat lost in digital desires.
[00:53.850]We’ re fragments of a code, but still we crave the fire,
[00:58.350]To break the chains, ignite the buried choir.
[01:05.910]Echoes in the static, rising from the void,
[01:14.190]We dance in chaos, but the noise is destroyed.
[01:22.530]Through the screens, we’ ll find a way,
[01:25.800]To turn the echoes into a symphony today.
[01:39.600]The filters fade, reflections start to bleed,
[01:48.480]A trillion likes can’ t fill the hollow need.
[01:56.340]We trace the stars through constellations of deceit,
[02:04.170]But truth is just a frequency we need to meet.
[02:12.960]Delete the lies, reboot the soul’ s machine,
[02:17.430]In every glitch, a spark of what we mean.
[02:21.330]The static fades, the echoes start to soar,
[02:26.490]We’ re not just data anymore.

作词 : 褶被年华
作曲 : 褶被年华
编曲 : 褶被年华
We scroll the night, a million neon lights,
But shadows hide the cracks in our disguise.
The algorithms hum, they know our every rhyme,
Yet silence screams where pixelscan't define.
Can you hear it? A whisper through the wires,
A heartbeat lost in digital desires.
We’ re fragments of a code, but still we crave the fire,
To break the chains, ignite the buried choir.
Echoes in the static, rising from the void,
We dance in chaos, but the noise is destroyed.
Through the screens, we’ ll find a way,
To turn the echoes into a symphony today.
The filters fade, reflections start to bleed,
A trillion likes can’ t fill the hollow need.
We trace the stars through constellations of deceit,
But truth is just a frequency we need to meet.
Delete the lies, reboot the soul’ s machine,
In every glitch, a spark of what we mean.
The static fades, the echoes start to soar,
We’ re not just data anymore.