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Lyrics:

[Intro] [Synth Pad] [Melancholy Piano]
The screen glows cold, a digital decree
A ghost in the machine, is that really me?
Pixels and code, a life meticulously planned
But the soul it craves a touch, a real, warm hand.

[Verse 1] [H-Rock] [Storytelling]
They built a world of data, neat and precise
Every click, every like, a calculated device.
A profile built, a curated display
Selling fragments of our truth, day by day.
We traded privacy for convenience's sake
Now our very essence, for their profit they take.

[Chorus] [Anthemic Rock] [Emotional]
This digital skin, it feels so thin and frail
A manufactured self, beyond the pale.
We're more than just a number, more than just a feed
We are flesh and blood, a planted, living seed!
Break the chains of bytes, let our true voices rise
See the human spirit reflected in our eyes!

[Verse 2] [Prog Rock Influence] [Building Intensity]
The algorithms watch, they learn and they predict
Every whispered fear, every hidden conflict.
They tailor the world, to keep us in our place
A gilded cage, in this digital space.
But shadows stir, a whisper in the air
A longing for connection, beyond compare.

[Chorus] [Anthemic Rock] [Powerful]
This digital skin, it feels so thin and frail
A manufactured self, beyond the pale.
We're more than just a number, more than just a feed
We are flesh and blood, a planted, living seed!
Break the chains of bytes, let our true voices rise
See the human spirit reflected in our eyes!

[Bridge] [Softer, Reflective] [Acoustic Guitar]
Remember laughter shared, a tear upon a cheek?
The unplanned moments, the truths we bravely speak.
These are the fragments, the essence we can't sell
The stories that within our beating hearts do dwell.

[Guitar Solo] [Melodic] [Emotional Release]

[Chorus] [Epic Rock] [Full Band]
This digital skin, it feels so thin and frail
A manufactured self, beyond the pale.
We're more than just a number, more than just a feed
We are flesh and blood, a planted, living seed!
Break the chains of bytes, let our true voices rise
See the human spirit reflected in our eyes!

[Outro] [Fading Synth] [Hopeful]
We are more... we are more...
Than the data they store.
[Synth fades out]

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