Digital jungle.
City of wind.
Vigilant hunger.
Burns within.
Back into the batch I sweep and scan.
Hack into the patchwork, pierce the plan.
There is always some kind of way out of here.
Freedom is a green light.
Won't back down.
Freedom is a green light.
Into the circuits I rush and I run.
Every trace I erase.
Out of the mainframe I'm coming undone.
Headstrong I race through the maze.
You can't catch a digital shadow.
Deep into the city grid I go.
You can't catch a digital shadow.
Deep into the city grid I go.
Inter connected.
Colors flash.
Grid is infected.
System crash.
Back into the sprawl no security.
Hacking through the walls of your privacy.
There is always some kind of way out of here.
Into the circuits I rush and I run.
Every trace I erase.
Out of the mainframe I'm coming undone.
Headstrong I race through the maze.
You can't catch a digital shadow.
Deep into the city grid I go.
You can't catch a digital shadow.
Deep into the city grid I go.
Freedom is a red light.
Won't back down.
Freedom is a red light.
Black Hat connection to the techno-social lie.
Cyber metropolis my code to modify.
Into the circuits I rush and I run.
Every trace I erase.
Out of the mainframe I'm coming undone.
Headstrong I race through the maze.
You can't catch a digital shadow.
Deep into the city grid I go.
You can't catch a digital shadow.
Deep into the city grid I go.
Rush and I run.
 Coming undone.
Freedom is a green light.
Freedom is a green light.