[Intro – distant hum of machinery, flickering neon] Neon bleeds into the concrete Static hums where the streets go quiet [Verse 1 – cold, detached mood] I count the ticks of the factory clock Echoes bounce off the rusted lock Every step clicks on the metal grate No one’s here to seal my fate [Pre-Chorus – building tension] The air tastes like oil and frost My shadow’s the only thing I’ve lost Lights flicker on empty steel frames No voice calls out, no one claims [Chorus 1 – hypnotic, isolated mood] Mechanical rhythms beat my pulse Late-night zones where the lonely huddle Neon static wraps my bones No warmth here, just the hum that muddles [Verse 2 – hollow, distant mood] I trace the cracks in the loading dock A broken sign hangs, its letters stuck The generator’s a constant drone I’m just a ghost in this metal home [Pre-Chorus 2 – tightening unease] Steam curls up from the rusted pipe My breath fogs where the cold bites Every sound’s a repeated note No fresh wind, no new quote [Chorus 2 – amplified isolation] Mechanical rhythms drill my skull Late-night zones where the quiet dulls Neon static blurs my sight No hand to hold, no end in sight [Build-up – rising intensity] The beats get louder, the lights flash fast My mind’s stuck in this endless past Every gear turns, every belt spins No escape from where I’ve been [Drop 1 – pulsing mechanical assault] [Verse 3 – numb, resigned mood] I lean against the shipping container My shoes stick to the old stain The radio spits a broken tune I’m stuck here till the morning moon [Pre-Chorus 3 – fading hope] The cold seeps in through my worn coat My thoughts loop like a broken note No one will find me here tonight Just the dark and the endless light [Chorus 3 – desperate, hollow mood] Mechanical rhythms drain my soul Late-night zones where the lonely roll Neon static burns my eyes No way out, no goodbyes [Build-up – escalating tension] The synths scream, the drums pound hard My heart’s a gear that’s scarred Every second drags like an hour No power to change this dour [Drop 2 – full industrial chaos] [Breakdown – sparse, empty mood] The beats fade to a distant thud I’m left with the cold and the mud The neon flickers one last time No warmth left, no reason to climb [Climax – raw, urgent mood] I scream into the empty space My voice dissolves without a trace The machines keep turning, unphased I’m just a ghost in this metal maze [Outro – fading static, distant hum] Neon dies into the concrete Static fades where the streets go quiet