[Verse 1]
Empty streets below my window
Digital ghosts in pixelated frames
I watch your face through static screens
Playing puppet master in these games
[Pre-Chorus]
Your voice notes hit at 3 AM
I let them sit and watch you spin
Cold calculations, that's my sin
While Rotterdam sleeps in isolation
[Chorus]
I'm breaking you down systematically
Through fiber optics, yeah, so clinically
Your anxiety feeds my artistry
I'm your digital disease
Just bits and bytes of empathy
[Verse 2]
White walls closing, monitors beeping
Crafting responses, carefully speaking
"I'm here for you" - another lie
While watching your sanity slowly die
In this echo chamber of ones and zeros
We're all pretending to be heroes
[Bridge]
Your trauma's my canvas
Your pain is my pride
These virtual hugs and
These messages I hide
Behind screens of concern
While I watch and I learn
How to pull at your strings
Like a god in the machine
[Chorus]
I'm breaking you down systematically
Through fiber optics, yeah, so clinically
Your anxiety feeds my artistry
I'm your digital disease
Just bits and bytes of empathy
[Outro]
The city's dead but I'm alive
In my fortress in the sky
Orchestrating your decline
Through Wi-Fi signals and design
While connection fades to black
I'm never giving control back