[Intro]
[Synth-heavy 90s digital chiptune melody]
[Sound of a dial-up modem handshake]
[Sound of the ICQ "Uh-Oh!" notification]

[Verse 1]
Ninety-eight, sitting in a dark room
Staring at the screen, chasing away the gloom
Logged in to ICQ, waiting for a ping
Sending out a wave, waiting for the ring
"Hey there stranger, check out this file"
A little .exe, said with a digital smile
I clicked "Accept," anticipation so high
But the screen went black, beneath a neon sky.

[Pre-Chorus]
Error code popping, a box on the glass
I knew right then, I was out of my class
(Whisper: Too late)
The cursor started dancing, a ghost in the code
I felt the weight of a heavy payload.

[Chorus]
SubSeven infection, deep in the core
I wasn't the master of my PC anymore
The CD tray is flying, in and out, in and out
This is the end, I want to scream and SHOUT
My mouse is wild, running circles on the screen
Caught in the trap of a teenage machine!

[Verse 2]
I pulled the plug, trembling in the chair
A ghost in the motherboard, breathing the air
They saw my files, they saw my private life
Cutting through my firewall just like a knife
Little bastard laughing from a server away
Ruined my night, turned my hair all gray
(Giggles)

[Bridge]
[Tempo building]
System crash—
Blue screen of death—
I’m losing control—
With every single breath!
Disconnect the line!
Burn the hard drive down!
I’m the king of the glitch in this dead-end town!

[Solo]
[Distorted electronic glitch solo]

[Chorus]
SubSeven infection, deep in the core
I wasn't the master of my PC anymore
The CD tray is flying, in and out, in and out
This is the end, I want to scream and SHOUT
My mouse is wild, running circles on the screen
Caught in the trap of a teenage machine!

[Outro]
(Breathy)
It's gone...
The screen is dark.
Offline.
(Sound of a modem disconnecting)
[Fade out with digital static]