Lyrics

It's a broadcast for you from me
For the last real frequency, Erratic
beneah the static, my truth still hums
Because a sister with a pen is seen

as more dangerous than a white man with a gun
Click, click, click, tap, click, tap
Click, click, tap, tap
Another evening gone

Swipe left, liked right, but who
Turned off the light that was in your head
You're half-dead with sleepy brain
Alone but not alone

Just plugged in, tapped out, drained
Every click is a time sacrifice
Tick, tick, tick
Every scroll is a slow, soul toll

Algorithms are the new overseers
They study your fears
Then sell 'em back with two-day shipping
They told us we were free

So we stayed in our cages
Self-made screen-lit
Scrolling through digital pages
They gamed us, named us, framed us as threats

They trained us to chase status
Like pets, kept us in debts
Regrets, resets
Wait, your God is buffering

Tap, tap, tap, tap
The tick becomes trap
The screen becomes slap
The soul takes a nap

As the hours collapse
We're frip-fed the doses
On delay, tuned into apps
That trap what we say

And sell it back, dressed up in cliché
Wait, your God is buffering
We all sit in self-imposed cages
And tap away at a device

And with each tap
We lose a moment of our life
Tap, tap, tap
The moment slipped by

Beyond our control
Seems we've lost our soul
But music is here to give it back
To the soulless who imprisoned themselves

With remote controls
And sold their minds to algorithms
That stole their information
And fed them what they wanted to hear

But the music
Ah, the music
That's the loophole, the soul code
It's Michael in the Matrix

Credence at the crossroads
A needle needs to drop
The silence needs to stop
Revolution is still a solution

So DJ scratch the track
Because the vinyl is black and black
Don't crack, see music
Don't lie, music

Don't die, music
Don't get high on its own supply
They want us tired, wired
Quiet and compliant

But we were born to be defiant
And though this wasn't planned
We stand for the age of intellect
Authentic individual, aligned intelligence

AI, not panopticon
Eye-tracking your clicks
But the inner eye seeing through tricks
Not artificial at all

But actual ignition
Not the code that tracks you
But the mind that cracks through
So they told us we were free

We're free
So we stayed in our cages
Self-made screen-lits
Scrolling through digital pages

They gamed us, named us
Framed us as threats
They trained us to chase status
Like pets

Kept us in depths
Regrets, resets
Wait, your God is buffering
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap

The tick becomes trap
The screen becomes slap
The soul takes a nap
As the hours collapse

My drip-fed dopamine doses on delay
Tuned into apps that trap what we say
And sell it back, dressed up in cliché
Unconfined

You've been asleep in the comfort of screens
But now is the time
To awake from this virtual dream
Because if you don't move

You'll be moved
If you don't choose
You'll be used
And if you don't refuse

Then you'll lol lose
So wake up, get loud
Be the fire, be the flood
Be the voices that don't flinch

When they harvest your blood
They already wrote your obituary
in their matrix code, but you

You can break the mold
The rhythm is real
and the future is old
Told you you were free, but you

They told you you were free, but you
They told you you were free, but you
A beat but you