Pre-Chorus Pixel rain, we swim in code, currents pull us nonstop, Under glass, under gloss, in the hush of the drop. Gravity’s a rumor, pressure’s where we shop, Push the seam, crack the top — watch the surface pop.
Verse 2 Underfoot a tide hums — circuitry in the rain, Holograms like moths to the glow, tracing lines through the pain. We fold the map into pockets, stash the static restraint, Then pour the pulse through the alley where the slow dancers paint. flow 3d hydro crack top
Outro Neon breath receding, droplets hold the last frame, We walked where reflections fracture — nothing here stays the same. Pre-Chorus Pixel rain, we swim in code, currents