Lyrics
Signal... unstable... Identity... rejected... Assimilation... in progress... I was born beneath an open sky, Before they measured every dream. Before they sold us borrowed names, And stitched us into their machine. They called compassion obsolete, A weakness needing to be erased. They polished fear until it shined, Then wore its smile across each face. Every screen... Every voice... Every promise... Every choice... Pulling... Pulling... Pulling me apart... You can rewrite every system, You can paint the heavens gray. You can build a million prisons, Still my soul won't fade away. You can break my perfect image, You can fracture all I knew. But corruption cannot teach me How to stop loving like I do. Emotion... detected... Deleting... Deleting... Deleting... FAILED. They taught us every heart has value, Only if it fits their mold. Trade your questions for obedience, Trade your warmth to never grow old. Smile exactly when instructed. Never cry unless approved. Never stand beside the broken. Never ask who made the rules. Every billboard... Every headline... Every whisper... Every lie... Slowly learning How to make us Forget ourselves. Who was I... Before the noise? Before the numbers? Before the labels? Before they told me... Who to become... Core corruption increasing... Empathy located... Unable to remove... There are children still believing Every stranger can be kind. Every sunrise means tomorrow Hasn't left them far behind. Don't let bitterness convince you Love is weakness in disguise. The strongest souls keep reaching Though the whole world says otherwise. I remember... I remember... Who I was... Before they taught me To be afraid. You can silence every singer, You can drown us in your sound. You can chain the hands together, Still our hearts won't stay bound. You can flood the world with hatred, Teach that mercy doesn't survive. But corruption only proves Human kindness is still alive. ERROR... Humanity... not found... Correction... Humanity... cannot be deleted. They wanted copies... Not people... Reflections... Not souls... Consumers... Not dreamers... Followers... Not hearts... I refuse your perfect future. I refuse your borrowed mind. I refuse to trade compassion For a world that's left behind. If corruption is your kingdom, Then I'll gladly stand apart. Because no machine created Everything inside my heart. You can bend the steel around me. You can cage this broken frame. But you'll never rewrite mercy. You'll never rewrite my name. One kind word... Still matters. One helping hand... Still matters. One honest heart... Still matters. No matter... How loud... The corruption becomes. The corruption becomes.