Yeah-yeah  
Yeah-yeah  
Yeah-yeah  
Yeah-yeah  

My feed is burning  
Hundred faces staring  
It isn’t funny  
But nothing is, no  

When I feel so digital  
(Yeah-yeah) signals blur and I’m cynical  
(Yeah-yeah) I’m alive but invisible  
Every click is a part of me breaking  
Please delete me  

Blue light dripping  
Neon veins keep flicking  
It’s just the system  
It’s just the system  

When I feel so virtual  
(Yeah-yeah) scrolling deep in the visuals  
(Yeah-yeah) I’m online but so minimal  
Every wave is another one taking  
Please delete me  

I feel so good, so free  
I feel so good, so free  
I feel so good, so free  
Oh yeah  

Pixel rain on my skin  
Log me out, pull me in  
Voices flat, coded dreams  
None of this is what it seems  
 
When I feel so virtual  
(Yeah-yeah) scrolling deep in the visuals  
(Yeah-yeah) I’m online but so minimal  
Every wave is another one breaking  
Please delete me  

Good night  
Thank you very much  

When I feel so digital (Alt Pop reload)

Doors swing wide, the wave consumes the light
In the neon haze, we search for something right

Crowd surges like a tide beneath the ceiling high
Spotlights carve the aisle, a grave of glow in the night
Flat screens shimmering, a frontline in our eyes
We bleed for pixels, under blackout skies
Midnight riot ‘neath the price tags lost and found
Bodies hit the floor, in the echo of the sound
Shopping carts like ghosts across a metal stampede
Greed in our veins, adrenaline the seed

We bleed for pixels, claw for the beam
In the silent war of wants, we chase the dream
Flat screens lining aisles like battlefield light
Black Friday turns angels into a fighting team
And all we want is to feel alive
In the echo of the sale, we survive

Box cutters flash like hidden steel beneath the glare
Wallets stay empty, yet the rage is everywhere
Broken displays on tired tile floors whisper the cost
Some fight for the screen, others fight for what they lost
Sunrise when the damage is done, bruises count the price
Victory hollow when you see the light but lose the night
Tape on the floor marks where our shadows fell
Yet the hunger restarts, the story we still tell

We bleed for pixels, claw for the beam
In the silent war of wants, we chase the dream
Flat screens lining aisles like battlefield light
Black Friday turns angels into a fighting team
And all we want is to feel alive
In the echo of the sale, we survive

Neon flickers on abandoned carts,
Price tags fade yet the craving restarts
Screens in bags but the eyes remain lost
We fought for a glow that won’t fill the cost
And when the signs reset, we’ll fall in line
Another long night, another sale we buy

We bleed for pixels, claw for the beam
In the silent war of wants, we chase the dream
Flat screens lining aisles like battlefield light
Black Friday turns angels into a fighting team
In the echo of the sale, we survive
We bleed for pixels, just to feel alive

We bleed for pixels (Indie Pop reload)

V1Al Lyrics-

why you change like that, why you change like that,

 always over here trying to stab me in the back, 

and you lie to me, so softly, your words are just always on repeat, 

your in my dreams, don't know who i am, but I'm trying to be, what you need,

 I'm hurting deep inside, trying to survive, to oo fight, 

and now your in my head constantly dead, i don't know mee,  

constant on repeat, i don't know who i am, once again, cause you broke me

, my hearts deep in this shame, i don't want to play your game, you need me from this time, 

i just couldn't see the signs.

i hope you notice (ft. eyelee)

An Edgy Electronic, Rap, Punk/Hyper Pop artist working to the afterlife, Nobody better then Eyelee, and Mell0, Outcast of Demon Here Collective

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The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available, human or machine, as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

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