Instrumental intro
Verse 1
Flock cameras bloom along the street
Silent watchers learning each move now
Numbers drift and stitch a living grid
We turn into points inside their map
Chorus
Fractal κΏμ΄ νΌμ΄λ
μ ν΄μ§ ending λμ΄κ°
μ«μ μμ λ²μ§ light
λͺ¨λ μ€λ₯λ a sign
νλ¦ λμ I wake up
λͺ¨λ κ² just illusion
Verse 2
Glass eyes cradle passing faces now
Patterns rise from breath and subtle gait
Soft machines remember passing time
They predict the curve of your intent
Chorus
Fractal κΏμ΄ νΌμ΄λ
μ ν΄μ§ ending λμ΄κ°
μ«μ μμ λ²μ§ light
λͺ¨λ μ€λ₯λ a sign
νλ¦ λμ I wake up
λͺ¨λ κ² just illusion
Instrumental solo
Bridge
λ€μ¨μ΄ λ
Έλν΄
λͺ¨λ μ μ pulse
μκ°μ λ°λκ³
ννλ change
μκ°μ reset
λ€νΈ μμ ghost
λμ λ¬ μκ°
λΆκ°λ₯μ μμ΄
Chorus
νλν κΏμ΄ νΌμ΄λ
μ ν΄μ§ λμ λμ΄κ°
μ«μ μμ λ²μ§ λΉ
λͺ¨λ μ€λ₯λ sign
νλ¦ λμ λμ λ
λͺ¨λ κ² illusion κ°μ
Verse 3
Cold precision wraps around our lives
Gentle prompts replace what once was choice
Guidance feels like something we designed
Yet it bends us toward a hidden will
Chorus
Fractal κΏμ΄ νΌμ΄λ
μ ν΄μ§ ending λμ΄κ°
μ«μ μμ λ²μ§ light
λͺ¨λ μ€λ₯λ a sign
νλ¦ λμ I wake up
λͺ¨λ κ² just illusion
Outro
Fractal dreams begin to bloom
I move past the predetermined ending
A light spreads within the numbers
Every error is a sign
At the end of the flow, I wake up
Everything is just an illusion
End
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