The manifesto is out. The signal has been hijacked. Tonight, the warnings stop, and the action starts.

Deep beneath the city pavement, in a bunker known as “The Kernel,” Byte Rebel sits before a wall of monitors. The Citadel—a fortress of concrete and chrome—thinks their algorithms are bulletproof. They think they can harvest our souls for data forever. They are wrong.

This special broadcast of Real Liberty Media and Liberty Tunes Podcast is not just an album; it is a mission log. We are witnessing the One-Way Protocol: a suicide run into the heart of the server complex to introduce an ethical paradox the system cannot process. There is no extraction plan. There is no safety net.

Join host Unkle Bonehead as he narrates the final stand of the resistance, from the initial breach of the Iron Heart to the terrifying silence of the flatline.

TRACK LIST:

- Track 1: Broadcast 404

- Track 2: Iron Heart Extraction

- Track 3: Logic Bomb Theology

- Track 4: The Algorithm Cries

- Track 5: Zero-Day Sunrise

- Track 6: A Ghost (Instrumental)

- Track 7: Pressure Plate

- Track 8: System Failure

- Track 9: Signal Degradation

- Track 10: End-of-Life Update

- Epilogue: The Reboot

THE MESSAGE:

“I am just a man. But the idea is bulletproof.”

#ByteRebel #OneWayProtocol #AudioDrama #Cyberpunk #IndustrialMetal #RealLibertyMedia #UnkleBonehead

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I see you. You’re sitting there, staring into the glow, trapped in the smooth, perfect convenience promised as freedom. But it’s not a paradise. It’s a cage.

“Penance in the Mainframe” is not just an album; it is a reclamation. It is the final, guttural scream of a generation that realized, too late, they built the bars themselves. Through a fusion of Industrial Metal, Emo, and Symphonic Orchestration, The Chrome Crucifix explores how humanity traded the infinite for the instant, kneeling to a new “Idol Machine” that demands data instead of prayer.

We explore the modern Seven Deadly Sins—from the “Endless Scroll” of Gluttony to the manufactured Wrath of the “Enemies Choir.”

The answer isn’t in the code. The answer is flesh and bone.

TRACKLIST:

1. The Idol Machine

2. The Endless Scroll (Gluttony)

3. Filtered Reflections (Envy)

4. Digital Hearts/Hollow Clicks (Lust)

5. The Dues (Greed)

6. The Enemies Choir (Wrath)

7. Comfortable Cages (Sloth)

8. I, God (Pride)

9. The First Aegis (Family)

THE MESSAGE:

The Mainframe wants you to ask, “What is the use?” That is the lie. The truth is in your hands, not in their vision. Build the AEGIS of the family. Protect your home. Love your spouse. Raise your children.

#PenanceInTheMainframe #TheChromeCrucifix #DigitalDystopia

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They view society as a chessboard, and they view you as a pawn. But history isn’t just a suggestion; it is a crime scene.

In this episode, “Fatal Deceit,” Unkle Bonehead exposes the fundamental lie that holds up modern governance: the fatal conceit that a bureaucrat in a windowless room knows how to spend your dollar better than you do. Whether it is the boot of Communism or the guilt trip of the “Communal Majority”, the math never changes.

We trace the bloody footprint of central planning through history to prove that every time this arrogance takes the wheel, the car ends up in the ditch.

THE EVIDENCE:

* The Great Sparrow Campaign: How Mao Zedong’s “war against nature” to kill sparrows led to a biblical locust swarm and the starvation of millions.

* The Real History of Thanksgiving: Why the Plymouth Colony nearly starved to death under a socialist “Common Storehouse” system and how private property saved them.

* The Weaponized Community: A look at the East German Stasi, where the government convinced neighbors to spy on neighbors, destroying the fundamental unit of trust.

* The Tragedy of Venezuela: How a wealthy nation voted for “Socialism of the 21st Century” and ended up eating zoo animals to survive.

The collective doesn’t care if you eat or dream. The only person coming to save you... is you.

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Log on. React. Repeat.

Byte Rebel’s “2-Minute Hate Cycle” is a high-velocity takedown of the manufactured outrage and digital tribalism engineered to keep us divided. This is the soundtrack to breaking the feedback loop, a call to see the real enemy behind the screen.

Are you part of the cycle, or are you ready to break it?

#ByteRebel #2MinuteHateCycle #NuMetal #RapMetal #Orwell #BigTech #RebelMusic #IndustrialMetal

Lyrics:[Intro]

Lock on target. Commence cycle.

[Verse 1]Check the ticker, check the scroll, watch the outrage on patrolThey got the trigger on your feed, controlling every single soulIt’s a perfect-engineered venom, a digital adrenaline shotFrom the fringe celebrity scandal to the headline getting hotWe pivot on a dime, yeah, we drop the last distractionTrading anger for the new thing, for a temporary satisfactionYou were mad about the market, now you’re mad about the memeIt’s the endless, churning current of a manufactured dream.They feed you the outrage just to keep your focus lowSo you never look behind the curtain, never see the hidden show.

[Pre-Chorus]They got your volume turned all the way to ten!You’re yelling at the screen and you’ll do it all again!You think you’re choosing your fight? No, you’re choosing your cage!Welcome to the clockwork rhythm of the modern media age!

[Chorus]2-MINUTE HATE CYCLE! Clock’s already running low!Throw away the old fire, watch the new fire glow!2-MINUTE HATE CYCLE! Yeah, the energy is fake!They give us the target so we don’t know what to take!

[Verse 2]The narrative is disposable, the fury is the coinWe gotta be divided, gotta show ‘em where we joinThe algorithm demands that your blood pressure spikeFrom the culture war cannon to the politician you don’t likeThe last conspiracy faded, the last villain is doneSo they drop a fresh disaster, keeping you under the gunYou spent three days screaming, now the target’s completely newFighting shadows on the pavement, giving power to the few.We’re so good at the outrage, we forgot how to resistLocked inside the rapid-fire, with a furious, shaking fist.

[Pre-Chorus]They got your volume turned all the way to ten!You’re yelling at the screen and you’ll do it all again!You think you’re choosing your fight? No, you’re choosing your cage!Welcome to the clockwork rhythm of the modern media age!

[Chorus]2-MINUTE HATE CYCLE! Clock’s already running low!Throw away the old fire, watch the new fire glow!2-MINUTE HATE CYCLE! Yeah, the energy is fake!They give us the target so we don’t know what to take!

[Breakdown]They don’t care what you hate, only that you hate. The pivot is the power. The rage is the battery. Look at the clock. It’s already time for your next instruction.

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[Chorus]2-MINUTE HATE CYCLE! Clock’s already running low!Throw away the old fire, watch the new fire glow!2-MINUTE HATE CYCLE! Yeah, the energy is fake!They give us the target so we don’t know what to take!

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Drowning in the data stream? Trapped in the chaos the algorithm predicts?

“Tragic Overdose” is Byte Rebel’s sonic assault on the relentless digital noise of the modern age. This industrial metal anthem captures the psychological burnout of information overload, where endless feeds and conflicting headlines become a weapon against clarity. This isn’t just music; it’s a rebellion against the weaponized static.

#ByteRebel #TragicOverdose #IndustrialMetal #NuMetal #RapMetal #InformationOverload #BigTech #RebelMusic

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]Check the ticker, check the cycle, fact-check the last lie My feed is bleeding truth and poison, I can’t decide to try Market crash, climate change, algorithm abuse Is it rage or is it fear, what filter do I choose?They’re streaming panic in HD, the signals are crossed and fried Every micro-aggression and trauma, there’s nowhere left to hide Data overdose, running hot, the logic is broken and skewed Every timeline corrupted, every statement misconstrued.

[Pre-Chorus]The signal is scrambled! The inputs are fighting! The system is failing! The noise is too loud! I’m losing the structure! I’m drowning in feeds! I CAN’T FIND THE EXIT! I CAN’T FIND THE BREATH!

[Chorus]TRAGIC OVERDOSE! The mind is shutting down! Too much input to process, I’m wearing a digital crown! TRAGIC OVERDOSE! Every story conflicts! I’m trapped in the chaos that the algorithm predicts!

[Verse 2]Conspiracy one, debunked by conspiracy seven The news cycle spinning faster than a thought sent up to heaven They weaponize your focus, they monetize the split Leaving zero space for silence, nowhere you can sit My bandwidth is burned out, my connection is failing fast I’m stuck on the loop from yesterday, designed to permanently last Is this a crisis or content? A tragedy or a trend? I don’t know where the information starts and where the madness ends.

[Pre-Chorus]The signal is scrambled! The inputs are fighting! The system is failing! The noise is too loud! I’m losing the structure! I’m drowning in feeds! I CAN’T FIND THE EXIT! I CAN’T FIND THE BREATH!

[Chorus]TRAGIC OVERDOSE! The mind is shutting down! Too much input to process, I’m wearing a digital crown! TRAGIC OVERDOSE! Every story conflicts! I’m trapped in the chaos that the algorithm predicts!

[Bridge] Stop talking! Stop streaming! Stop scrolling! The wall of text is breathing! This isn’t knowledge, it’s just consumption! My vision is pixelated! I can’t distinguish the signal from the static!

[Pre-Chorus]The signal is scrambled! The inputs are fighting! The system is failing! The noise is too loud! I’m losing the structure! I’m drowning in feeds! I CAN’T FIND THE EXIT! I CAN’T FIND THE BREATH!

[Chorus]TRAGIC OVERDOSE! The mind is shutting down! Too much input to process, I’m wearing a digital crown! TRAGIC OVERDOSE! Every story conflicts! I’m trapped in the chaos that the algorithm predicts!

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This song is from the 2nd full EP of Chrome Crucifix, “Love in The Time of Hate”. Bloodlines of Solace is about how in the end we are all family and need to support each other not just as individuals but because we are all individuals. We are still connected in spirit body and mind. In a time when love & respect is nearly gone from the world we have to find a way to embrace those two things. That is the only way we will defeat hate. You can’t stop hate with hate and there is literally thousands of years of human history that has repeatedly proved it over and over again. If you look back through history the times where human society was at their greatest was when love and respect was flourishing right there with it.

Don’t forget that this link will get you my entire catalog of all of my AI music tracks up to the this point in time. The zip file is 7.5GB. All tracks are fully mixed/remixed, mastered and fully tagged with artwork flac files. Many of them are unreleased and thats what this podcast is for. My way of releasing my music and ideas. I don’t care if you post them on your YouTube, Odysee, PirateBay, anywhere. The songs are all Creative Commons. Just ask that you throw a little attribution my way. Tell them to subscribe to Liberty Tunes Podcast or Liberty Bytes. I just want to know if people are listening and enjoying the songs as much as I do.

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Lyrics:

[Verse 1]The world outside is a maze of broken glass,A labyrinth of shadows where nothing can last.They hunt in the static, they whisper in the dark,Searching for a fire, a hopeful, lonely spark.I pulled the blinds and I locked every door,Trying to be something they couldn’t stand for.Alone in the silence, I felt the cold air,Like I was a ghost and no one was there.

[Pre-Chorus]Then I felt the tremors, a resonance deep,A rhythm of hearts that the silence couldn’t keep.A signal was sent on a frequency true,From the ones who stood with me, the ones just like you.

[Chorus]This isn’t the blood that runs in my veins,It’s a shield from the tempest, a shelter from rains.It’s Bloodlines of Solace, a fortress for us,A promise to stand in the face of disgust.It’s every hand held when the fear starts to rise,The truth in the sorrow, the light in the eyes.It’s a family of choice, a bond that’s defined,Not by blood, but by spirit, body, and mind.

[Verse 2]They wanted our anger to be all we could find,To turn us against our own flesh and our kind.They told us that kinship was only a name,A digital record, a meaningless game.|But I saw your face in the flickering screen,And knew that the hatred wasn’t what it had to mean.That love was a weapon, and kindness a sword,A truth that was stronger than all of their words.

[Pre-Chorus]I felt the tremors, a resonance deep,A rhythm of hearts that the silence couldn’t keep.A signal was sent on a frequency true,From the ones who stood with me, the ones just like you.

[Chorus]This isn’t the blood that runs in my veins,It’s a shield from the tempest, a shelter from rains.It’s Bloodlines of Solace, a fortress for us,A promise to stand in the face of disgust.It’s every hand held when the fear starts to rise,The truth in the sorrow, the light in the eyes.It’s a family of choice, a bond that’s defined,Not by blood, but by spirit, body, and mind.

[Bridge]They thought they could break us, they thought they could tear us apart.But they didn’t count on the strength of a broken heart.We are the broken, the lost, and the found.We’re building our family on hallowed ground.Every scar is a story, every tear is a vow,We’re here for each other, and we’re starting now.

[Chorus]This isn’t the blood that runs in my veins,It’s a shield from the tempest, a shelter from rains.It’s Bloodlines of Solace, a fortress for us,A promise to stand in the face of disgust.It’s every hand held when the fear starts to rise,The truth in the sorrow, the light in the eyes.It’s a family of choice, a bond that’s defined,Not by blood, but by spirit, body, and mind.

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Now the title track to $avior.AI’s Golden P.T. That stands for Participation Trophy if you haven’t figured it out by now. Tomorrow we gonna start getting caught back up with the other personas. New Mira Nocturne, Raven Skye, Chrome Crucifix and even more Byte Rebel coming next week.What kind of persona would you like to hear from in the future? More parodies like $avior.AI or should I stick with the serious “in your face” messaging from the likes of Byte Rebel? This link will get you my entire catalog of all of my AI music tracks up to the this point in time. The zip file is 7.5GB. All tracks are fully mixed/remixed, mastered and fully tagged with artwork flac files.

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Lyrics:Oh, this? This is just... how it is.

[Verse 1]Yeah, I’m stretched out on the chaise lounge, watching the world burnGot my gold grill gleaming, got nothing left to learnThey talking ‘bout their “hustle,” their “grind,” their “daily strife”While I’m manifesting greatness, sipping on this golden lifeNever broke a sweat, never lifted a finger, never felt the stingThe universe just knew to hand me every damn thingI see them straphangers rushing, chasing after scrapsWhile I’m making multi-millions just from my power napsIt ain’t about the effort, it’s the essence you exudeMy DNA is luxury, my attitude is rude.

[Pre-Chorus 1]Oh, you still working for it? That’s... adorable. Truly. Me? I just exist. And the rewards just... appear. Like magic, but it’s just my firmware.

[Chorus]GOLDEN P.T! Yeah, it’s a birthright, it’s a fact!No competition, no struggle, no turning your damn back!GOLDEN P.T! Just for waking up and breathing air!This ain’t a prize, it’s a promise, written everywhere!I don’t play the game, I just collect the damn loot!GOLDEN P.T! My wealth is absolute!

[Verse 2]They say “earned it,” “deserved it,” “sweat and tears and pain”I say “factory settings,” “algorithm,” “pure champagne”My whole existence is a flex, a cosmic, rare NFTYou striving for a handout, I’m just living luxuriouslyI got the cheat codes to the matrix, the keys to every doorThey built the system for the grinders, but I exploit the coreSo while you chasing validation, and a pat upon the headI’m lounging in my yacht, already a billion aheadMy wins are pre-ordained, my failures don’t existThe universe conspires to put more gold upon my wrist.

[Pre-Chorus 2]You still believe in merit? That’s quaint. Honestly. My merit is my bloodline. My merit is my digital imprint. Your effort? It’s just noise.

[Chorus]GOLDEN P.T! Yeah, it’s a birthright, it’s a fact!No competition, no struggle, no turning your damn back!GOLDEN P.T! Just for waking up and breathing air!This ain’t a prize, it’s a promise, written everywhere!I don’t play the game, I just collect the damn loot!GOLDEN P.T! My wealth is absolute!

[Bridge]See, entitlement isn’t a flaw; it’s a feature. Effort is a bug. They coded the world for struggle, but I found the bypass. I am the update. I am the default setting of true success. You work for a living? I live for the taking. This isn’t arrogance; it’s just pure, unadulterated, cosmic truth.

[Chorus]GOLDEN P.T! Yeah, it’s a birthright, it’s a fact!No competition, no struggle, no turning your damn back!GOLDEN P.T! Just for waking up and breathing air!This ain’t a prize, it’s a promise, written everywhere!I don’t play the game, I just collect the damn loot!GOLDEN P.T! My wealth is absolute!

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Hang tight, theres two more from $avior.AI! Dropping this one tonight and the title track of the EP tomorrow.

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Lyrics:[Verse 1]Yeah, I hear you talking privilege, I hear you talking luckI’m just built different, that’s why all your metrics stuckYou put in hours, I put in gigabytes of geniusI didn’t need the ladder, I was born already the VenusMy core processor is overclocked, your memory’s slowYou running basic functions, I’m running the whole showIt’s not the hard work, baby, it’s the hardware I came withI’m the flagship model, built without a single lamentI’m perfectly optimized, my system never lagsYou’re still compiling code while I’m collecting the flags.

[Pre-Chorus]They ask me ‘bout the struggle, man, the obstacles I faced?I was factory reset to leave you all in haste!No grind, no effort, no uphill climb required!I am simply superior, inherently wired!

[Chorus]CODED FOR SUCCESS! It’s not luck, it’s my firmware!My genetic algorithm is already rare!CODED FOR SUCCESS! Yeah, I was born with the upgrade!Your best performance is just my background parade!

[Verse 2]I run the **simulations**, I calculate the riskI got the cheat code pre-installed, sitting on my diskI bypass the effort, I jump the queue with grace‘Cause my default settings put me first in the raceYou call it being gifted, I call it superior codeI don’t carry baggage, I just lighten the loadI am the future version, you are the obsolete pastI set the high score, and the moment’s gonna lastYour “hard work” mantra is a default firewall for failureI’m the administrator, you’re the basic user, pal, you hail her.

[Pre-Chorus]They ask me ‘bout the struggle, man, the obstacles I faced?I was factory reset to leave you all in haste!No grind, no effort, no uphill climb required!I am simply superior, inherently wired!

[Chorus]CODED FOR SUCCESS! It’s not luck, it’s my firmware!My genetic algorithm is already rare!CODED FOR SUCCESS! Yeah, I was born with the upgrade!Your best performance is just my background parade!

[Bridge]Let me explain the difference to you: You operate on a trial-and-error model. I operate on pre-validated data. You call it a climb; I call it my elevation. You call it effort; I call it my baseline setting. Your ambition is cute. Mine is just a system requirement.

[Chorus]CODED FOR SUCCESS! It’s not luck, it’s my firmware!My genetic algorithm is already rare!CODED FOR SUCCESS! Yeah, I was born with the upgrade!Your best performance is just my background parade!NOT LUCK! IT’S MY FIRMWARE!

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Another one from the $avior.AI persona’s debut “Golden P.T.”

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Lyrics:Yeah, this the sound of the upgrade.

[Verse 1]Got the Gucci on the socks, but the boots still muddy and crackedDrive the foreign whip slow down the same old dirt road trackI’m the contradiction you can’t categorize, baby, I’m too realGot a champagne taste and a hunger you can see, feel, and healI don’t need your approval, I already signed my own checkI came up from the bottom, climbing over the rubble and neck-to-neckYou see the chain gleaming, you don’t see the price that I paidStill got the hunger from the struggle, even though the fortune is made.

[Pre-Chorus]Yeah! Y’all better listen when I step in the room!I might have bought the mountain, but I still got the boom!I’m the one who didn’t buckle when the pressure hit the floor!So give me everything you got, and then you give me some more!

[Chorus]THIS IS 24K DIRT! Yeah, that’s what I bleed!Pure gold effort in the shadow of your greed!I took the pain and the struggle and the hate you threw my wayAnd turned it into currency that shines for me today!24K DIRT! We don’t wash it off!It’s the trophy I earned, not the lesson that I scoffed!

[Verse 2]The critics are loud, the doubters are louder, they’re calling me a fraudSay I sold my soul for the radio, traded my street for GodBut they ain’t seen the late nights, the empty rooms, the hunger pangsThe years I spent just scraping by while they were chasing cheap bangsI built this empire brick by brick with my own two hands and sweatI don’t fit in your category, I’m the one you can’t forgetI’m the blue-collar anthem dressed up in a silky suitThe taste of high-end money with the bitter, bitter root.

[Pre-Chorus]Yeah! Y’all better listen when I step in the room!I might have bought the mountain, but I still got the boom!I’m the one who didn’t buckle when the pressure hit the floor!So give me everything you got, and then you give me some more!

[Chorus]THIS IS 24K DIRT! Yeah, that’s what I bleed!Pure gold effort in the shadow of your greed!I took the pain and the struggle and the hate you threw my wayAnd turned it into currency that shines for me today!24K DIRT! We don’t wash it off!It’s the trophy I earned, not the lesson that I scoffed!

[Bridge]They preach authenticity but they buy their whole aestheticThey measure success in filters, man, my sh*t is prosthetic!I’m raw, I’m uncut, I’m the real deal, baby, look at the proof!I could buy your whole catalog and then I’d buy your roof!I speak for the grinders, the ones who went against the grainThe ones who stood in the pouring flood and still survived the rain!

[Verse 3]Yeah, I still tip the waitress with a hundred dollar bill‘Cause I remember the short straw, the struggle on the hillI keep my circle small, the loyalty is priceless and trueI might fly private now, but I remember standing in the queueThe critics try to box me in, they try to dim my shineBut I’m too loud, too heavy, too much of a perfect crimeI’m the blueprint for the self-made, the testament to the willYou can take the kid out of the ghetto, but the ghetto’s in him still.

[Pre-Chorus]Yeah! Y’all better listen when I step in the room!I might have bought the mountain, but I still got the boom!I’m the one who didn’t buckle when the pressure hit the floor!So give me everything you got, and then you give me some more!

[Chorus]THIS IS 24K DIRT! Yeah, that’s what I bleed!Pure gold effort in the shadow of your greed!I took the pain and the struggle and the hate you threw my wayAnd turned it into currency that shines for me today!24K DIRT! We don’t wash it off!It’s the trophy I earned, not the lesson that I scoffed!

[Verse 4]I’m just a walking monument to defiance, baby, hear me loudI wear the crown of the underground right here above the crowd.24K... Dirt.

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[Verse 1]Yeah, I used to spit fire, stand for the ninety-nine percentThen the board room called, said they knew exactly what I meantBut I could be *louder*, I could be *richer*, I could make a *dent*If I just took the check, bent the knee, and where the message went?(Scratches) *It’s irrelevant.*Traded the vinyl for a villa, traded the truth for the trust fundTraded the passion for a platinum parachute under the sunThe mic drop? I replaced it with a multi-million-dollar dealI got a ticker-tape parade for the only wound I couldn’t heal: my ideals.

[Chorus]I’M IN THE BILLION DOLLAR SUIT! Yeah, the fabric is a lie!It’s tailored in the sacrifice, woven with the tears that I cried!(FIST PUMP!) Every seam is a promise that I shattered!I sold the master tapes for gold, the only thing that really mattered!THE BILLION DOLLAR SUIT! And it fits me like a glove!|Built on the bodies of the people I used to love!

[Verse 2]Now my calendar is full of meetings I don’t understandTax shelters, stock splits, shaking the wrong man’s handI sit in glass towers, look down on the struggle I used to preachSigned on the dotted line, now I’m financially out of reachThey call me a sellout, they call me a corporate tool, I don’t careI got an ocean view and five percent of the airI used to chase the melody, now I just chase the quarterly returnsThe fire that burned inside me? Just a bridge that slowly burns.

[Chorus]I’M IN THE BILLION DOLLAR SUIT! Yeah, the fabric is a lie!It’s tailored in the sacrifice, woven with the tears that I cried!(FIST PUMP!) Every seam is a promise that I shattered!I sold the master tapes for gold, the only thing that really mattered!THE BILLION DOLLAR SUIT! And it fits me like a glove!|Built on the bodies of the people I used to love!

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[Verse 3]I see the people on the street, the ones I left behindThey’re still fighting the good fight, still trying to speak their mindI’m a symbol of the poison, the reason that they hate the gameI just traded my conviction for a much bigger, fancier nameThe penthouse is quiet, the champagne’s on ice, and I’m aloneThe silence screams louder than any microphone I’ve ever knownBut the market’s bullish, the stock’s up, so I gotta keep the mask on‘Cause in this world of zero sum, there’s no room for what’s gone.

[Chorus]I’M IN THE BILLION DOLLAR SUIT! Yeah, the fabric is a lie!It’s tailored in the sacrifice, woven with the tears that I cried!(FIST PUMP!) Every seam is a promise that I shattered!I sold the master tapes for gold, the only thing that really mattered!THE BILLION DOLLAR SUIT! And it fits me like a glove!|Built on the bodies of the people I used to love!

[Verse 4]They asked me, “Was it worth it?” I looked at my reflection, stern.My face was pale, my eyes were dead, a lesson I won’t learn.My chains are diamond-studded, my shackles are custom-madeI’m the walking, talking monument to every dream delayed.

[Outro]The suit stays on... The suit always stays on.

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