Digital Secrets and Silent Armor

'Cause the bleeps like a steady pulse against the glow of the midnight

blue. You're looking for an answer or a friend to trust.

But there's a ghost inside the machine watching you. It's polite,

it's fast, it's always direct in a logic that feels so clean.

But every secret that you choose to share is fuel for a fire you've

never seen. It doesn't have a heart, it has a net.

It doesn't have a soul, it has a set of rules and

weights and hidden strings. Collecting all your private things. So here's a