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(Intro) Blue light from the matrix cuts into my eyes, Outside, all homes fell asleep long ago. Yesterday's bitter tea has grown cold on the desk, We're losing our minds again live on air. The avatar laughs, the chat rushes ahead, Donations hammer the digits on the screen. But someone ice-cold is screaming under my skin — We're trapped in this digital snare.

Pre-Chorus Camera's on, but spotlights blind me, And fingers froze over the "Ban" button. All viewers know what we're silent about, This is our most honest self-deception!

Chorus Let's pretend that everything's clean! That the tripod didn't fall and a cable didn't snap from the line! Ro screams into the mic, shattering his dream, A scorching beatbox flies straight to the heart! Slam it down to the limit! Our cozy madhouse is the grand prize! The cursor freezes, the game lags out... Keep broadcasting! We can't surrender now!

Verse 2 The mask is welded tight to my face, Laughter through pixels of burned-out eyes. I'm driving myself to the end today Of this streaming frantic hour. We break comedy before the crowd, Cutting truth into hundreds of funny clips. Everyone pays with their silence For the freedom of others' nervous breakdowns.

Pre-Chorus Camera's on, but spotlights blind me, And fingers froze over the "Ban" button. All viewers know what we're silent about, This is our most honest self-deception!

Chorus Let's pretend that everything's clean! That the tripod didn't fall and a cable didn't snap from the line! Ro screams into the mic, shattering his dream, A scorching beatbox flies straight to the heart! Slam it down to the limit! Our cozy madhouse is the grand prize! The cursor freezes, the game lags out... Keep broadcasting! We can't surrender now!

Bridge Switch click. The screen goes dark. Only me, the silence, and a deep deceit. Which one of us is an avatar? Which one's alive? This sound... It's always right behind me...

Chorus Let's pretend that everything's clean! That the tripod didn't fall and a cable didn't snap from the line! Ro screams into the mic, shattering his dream, A scorching beatbox flies straight to the heart! Slam it down to the limit! Our cozy madhouse is the grand prize! Shut down the server! To hell with this game! I finished the stream... I'm falling now...

Outro Thanks everyone. You're the best. Tomorrow... same time.