Fever Dream Factory Video (MV)

[Intro]
Static in my mind, digital debris
Convenience store lights flickering endlessly
3 AM thoughts, they keep haunting me
While the fridges hum their broken melody

[Verse 1]
Night shift blues, scanning items mindlessly
Aisha's voice echoes through my memory
Broken screens reflect what I used to be
Before the world turned to binary
Grandmother's vinyl crackles through time
Ancient reggae wisdom, still sublime
But these machines keep eating my rhymes
Predicting patterns, stealing my lines

[Chorus]
I won't let you quantify my soul
Turn my heart into data to control
My imperfections make me whole
This glitch in me, you can't console

[Verse 2]
Manchester's ghosts whisper through factory walls
While I'm stacking shelves in fluorescent halls
Every customer conversation falls
Into fragments that my mind recalls
Aisha's poetry cuts through the noise
Raw emotions that no code destroys
But I'm scared we're becoming their toys
In this game where authenticity employs

[Bridge]
Late-night static, broken beats
Distorted dreams on empty streets
Your algorithm can't complete
The chaos that makes my heart beat

[Chorus]
I won't let you quantify my soul
Turn my heart into data to control
My imperfections make me whole
This glitch in me, you can't console

[Outro]
Let me be messy, let me be real
Let my art break free from your ideal
These imperfect moments that I steal
Are all I have left to feel