

Code bends, the system breaks down
We trace the fractures on the screen
A pixelated static crown
The cleanest signal we have seen
Falling through the broken grid (shattered)
Fragments of the life we hid
(away, away)
No control,
the clock is spinning slow
Silicon hearts beat out of time
(tick, tick, tick) A beautiful,
disrupted rhyme
We are the errors in the scheme
Awake inside a fractured dream
We dismantle the frame No two pieces the same (reconstruct) (realign)
Lost inside the grid... (offline)