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The Math That Broke the World (version 2) by Jay Jeong un Yang

The music was created by Jay Jeong un Yang using Suno. The song is titled 'The Math That Broke the World', and the lyrics were inspired by the movie 'Margin Call'. The artwork featured in the video was created by Jay Jeong un Yang using ChatGPT. Lyrics: Verse 1 The city hums like nothing’s wrong A normal, breathing night Elevators drift in lazy loops Fluorescent, pale and white The coffee’s gone, the screen still glows A thin electric blue The numbers finally spoke to me In a language I can’t un-knew Pre-Chorus Every cell inside me shifted Like the ground beneath a floor Nothing changed outside this window But I’m not the same anymore Chorus The building is quiet but my chest is loud Like thunder trapped in bone Nothing’s burning, nothing’s broken But I’ve never felt more alone I found the end of everything Inside a tidy grid of rows Nothing’s falling yet in daylight But I already feel it close Verse 2 The clock refuses to look away It blinks without a sound The hallway smells like old cologne And secrets pressed into the ground I trace the logic line by line No error left to blame Every answer leads to one result The future’s just the same Pre-Chorus I try to argue with the silence Like maybe I am wrong But the truth just keeps repeating In the math, in the calm, in the song Chorus The building is quiet but my chest is loud A siren no one hears Everyone’s asleep upstairs Unaware of coming years I found the end of everything In a spreadsheet’s fragile trust Nothing’s collapsed yet outside these walls But inside me, everything just must Bridge If I stand up, will the world tilt If I speak, does the air break If I tell them what I’m holding Will they understand the weight Because knowledge is a lonely thing When no one else can see That the shape of what is coming Is already inside me Final Chorus The building is quiet but my chest is loud Like glass about to crack Every number feels like prophecy There is no taking this back I found the end of everything Not in fire, not in flame But in clean white cells of certainty That will never be the same Outro The world is still intact outside. Cars pass. Lights blink. Morning is on its way. But in this room, at 3 a.m., everything has already ended. This is my blog: https://brmqtr.blogspot.com/