Running on fumes, got no map, no directions
Heart’s GPS glitching, lost in reflections
Chasing shadows, dollar signs, and false connections
World’s a funhouse, mirrors, warped dimensions
Eyes wide, mind fried, circuits about to spark
Neon dreams flicker, can’t tell light from dark
A mission with no mission, I’m the ghost in the park
Running through the system, prey to the sharks
Nowhere to go, nowhere to be
Lost in the static of this twisted dream
World’s 1984, nothing’s what it seems
Man on a mission, drowning in the stream
Billboards screaming, “Consume, obey, repeat”
Algorithms feed me lies, make me incomplete
Data mines for gold, I’m the ore, I’m the meat
Brain locked in a cage, but my soul won’t retreat
Fighting off the voices, whispers in my head
Screens light the night, but the truth’s infrared
Reality’s a code, I’m a glitch
