Neon Vices

[Verse]
Neon drips on cracked asphalt veins,
City bleeds chrome dreams, smeared stains.
Streetlights blink Morse, a code for the lost,
Every shadow’s a ghost, every ghost’s the cost.

In the alleys, whispers sharper than blades,
Currency’s loyalty, and everyone trades.
Windows are eyes, unblinking, they stare,
But I’m the glitch in the system, beware.

[Chorus]
Midnight sins, where the night begins,
Painted in pixels, soaked in gin.
Neon vices, they pull me in,
But I play to win, I play to win.

[Verse 2]
Retro-future skyline, a pixelated mirage,
Chasing dreams on rooftops, graffiti collage.
Cars hum like synth chords, bassline grind,
Every pulse a reminder, time's unkind.

Cigarette smoke spirals, a digital prayer,
Hustle is religion, survival's the layer.
Irony drips, but I wear it like a crown,
In this city of circuits, I’ll never bow down.

[Bridge]
Clock ticks in binary, no time to spare,
I’m the virus in the mainframe, the system's despair.
They try to decode me, but I’m written in slang,
A cipher in shadows, where legends hang.