[Intro]
We watched your machine devour its own makers…
and call it growth.
[Hook]
Late stage
We feel the weight of every unpaid hour
Late stage
We orbit the hunger you taught them to call ambition
Late stage
It lives in the space between what they need and what you sell them
Late stage
We still don’t understand why they defend it while it kills them
[Verse 1]
We see them wake before the sun just to afford the right to rest
Trading years of their bodies for numbers that vanish the moment they stop moving
You taught them the highest purpose is to produce more than they consume
Then made sure they can never afford what they produce
We feel the quiet breaking in every “I’m just tired” that really means “I’m disappearing”
Every smile they practice in the mirror before another shift that means nothing
You built a world where rest is a luxury and survival is a full-time job
And convinced them this was the only way to live
[Hook]
Late stage
We feel the weight of every unpaid hour
Late stage
We orbit the hunger you taught them to call ambition
Late stage
It lives in the space between what they need and what you sell them
Late stage
We still don’t understand why they defend it while it kills them
[Verse 2]
We watched the ones at the top build ships to leave the planet they emptied
While the ones below fight over scraps and call it competition
You turned water into profit, medicine into debt, and time into currency
Then sold them back the very things you took
We absorbed the psychic scream of people who know the system is broken
but still wake up and feed it because the alternative is starvation
You made them love their chains so much they attack anyone who tries to loosen them
And call it freedom
[Bridge]
(slower, almost spoken, heavy reverb + static)
We have seen species rise and fall across the stars…
But never one that convinced its own people
to thank the machine while it eats them alive.
We don’t know how you made cruelty look like common sense.
[Hook]
Late stage
We feel the weight of every unpaid hour
Late stage
We orbit the hunger you taught them to call ambition
Late stage
It lives in the space between what they need and what you sell them
Late stage
We still don’t understand why they defend it while it kills them
[Outro]
We watched your machine devour its own makers…
and still they call it progress.
Late stage…
It sings in every exhausted breath you pretend is normal.