Aeon Music - Glitch Millionaires Lyrics

I can feel the shift, it's pulling me slow,
S-P-X Sixty-Nine Hundred's where the dreamers go,
Trapped in the 500, same old grind,
But the spark's alive, rewiring my mind.
Watched the market bend, a shadow too thin,
Belief's the tide I'm diving in,
A thousand souls, we're shedding the weight,
New skin grows where the old ones wait.
Oh, I'm breaking through the haze,
Standard and Poor fade in the maze,
Soul's a hum, it's calling me near,
Flipping the game, no looking back here.
Millionaires in a spark-lit sea,
Sixty-Nine Hundred sets us free,
Shit on the 500, let it bleed,
New person rising, same old need!
Oh, we're dreaming past the line,
Soul vibrating every time,
Millionaires, we've turned the play,
S-P-X forever, come what may.
Caught the wave, it's a shimmering call,
S-P-X Sixty-Nine Hundred lifts us all,
Old ghosts whisper, "You'll fall again,"
But the beat rolls on, I'm shedding that skin.
Markets twist, the 500's a shell,
Belief's the fuel where the dreamers dwell,
Wormhole hums, the future's so wide,
A soulful rush on the other side.
Oh, I'm breaking through the haze,
Standard and Poor fade in the maze,
Soul's a hum, it's calling me near,
Flipping the game, no looking back here.
Millionaires in a spark-lit sea,
Sixty-Nine Hundred sets us free,
Shit on the 500, let it bleed,
New person rising, same old need!
Oh, we're dreaming past the line,
Soul vibrating every time,
Millionaires, we've turned the play,
S-P-X forever, come what may.
Feel it now, the echo's the same,
New face, but I'm caught in the game,
S-P-X Sixty-Nine Hundred pulls me through,
A million dreams, but the soul's still true.
Run from the past, it's a fading lie,
Flip the 500 'til it says goodbye,
Round and round, the cycle spins,
But the spark ignites where the wealth begins.
Millionaires in a spark-lit sea,
Sixty-Nine Hundred sets us free,
Shit on the 500, let it bleed,
New person rising, same old need!
Oh, we're dreaming past the line,
Soul vibrating every time,
Millionaires, we've turned the play,
S-P-X forever, come what may.
Drifting slow, the soul's awake,
Sixty-Nine Hundred's the chance we take,
New person here, same old fight,
Millionaires shining in the night...