Falling... Falling...

(Verse 1) We traded the heartbeat for a digital hum, A hollow rhythm where the senses go numb. They sold us a vision in a backlit glow, Of a love that’s a product, a curated show. The warmth of a touch is lost in the glare, Of a million eyes with a judgmental stare. We’re building our towers on shifting sand, Following ghosts in a hollow land. (Chorus) And the world is fraying at the very edge, Tied to the wire of a broken pledge. From the truth of love to the cold deceit, Where the heart and the machine finally meet. They’re washing the brain, they’re painting the face, In a desperate run for a hollow grace. Yeah, the world is falling, piece by piece, Praying for a silence, a sweet release. (Verse 2) The mirror’s a weapon, the lens is a cage, Scripting the lines of a desperate age. An agenda of beauty, a mask made of stone, Leaving us crowded, yet deeply alone. They whisper the rules through a filtered screen, Editing out everything that is mean. But under the polish, the rot starts to spread, Feeding on words that were better unsaid. (Chorus) And the world is fraying at the very edge, Tied to the wire of a broken pledge. From the truth of love to the cold deceit, Where the heart and the machine finally meet. They’re washing the brain, they’re painting the face, In a desperate run for a hollow grace. Yeah, the world is falling, piece by piece, Praying for a silence, a sweet release. (Bridge) Break the connection, tear down the wall, Before the illusions consume us all. It’s not in the image, it’s not in the pride, It’s the shivering truth that we’re trying to hide. (Guitar Solo / Instrumental Break) (Chorus) The world is fraying at the very edge, Tied to the wire of a broken pledge. From the truth of love to the cold deceit, Where the heart and the machine finally meet. They’re washing the brain, they’re painting the face, In a desperate run for a hollow grace. Yeah, the world is falling, piece by piece, Praying for a silence, a sweet release. (Outro) Falling apart... Just a mask in the dark... Wash it away... Before the end of the day. Falling... Falling...