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Allways Trouple every day. Tribute to Matt Johnson.

Tribute to Matt Johnson. The The. All Produced By: Neuro Niche Digital Dose. Music made by Neuro Niche Digital Dose. Lyrics by Neuro Niche Digital Dose. Images made in :Midjourney.. By Neuro Niche Digital Dose Video Generation made in :Midjourney. Image To Video By Neuro Niche Digital Dose Edited In CapCut Pro. By Neuro Niche Digital Dose. Verse 1 I’m pacing holes in the living room floor That glowing box keeps asking for more It chews up daylight, spits out dread By the time it’s done, my thoughts are dead Every channel’s a siren in a tailored suit Selling panic like it’s absolute They say “stay tuned” like it’s a cure But nothing feels cleaner, nothing feels sure Chorus So I’m staring and waiting, braced for the blow They keep promising answers, but I already know They say there’s no pause, no rewind, no delay Yeah, the broadcast burns every day ________________________________________ Verse 2 Midweek smoke on a nameless block Boots on pavement, tempers unlocked Heat in the air, sweat in the sound Everybody’s running, nowhere is “down” Rumors pass like contraband Truth gets trampled in the scramble, man Windows shatter, markets cry Helicopters circle like they’re asking “why” Chorus Yeah I’m staring and waiting, hoping I’m wrong But the loop keeps rolling, same old song They say there’s no pause, no rewind, no delay That broadcast burns every day ________________________________________ Verse 3 You can frame it, spin it, sweeten the lie Dress it up till the ratings fly Interrupt the game, cut the show “If it bleeds, we’re first to know” They brag about speed, they flex their reach While standing ten miles from the street They sell you closeness, sell you fear Then vanish clean when the truth gets near Bridge (spoken / bitter) Funny thing about screens They make everything look manageable Until it’s your block Until it’s your name ________________________________________ Verse 4 I don’t wear your skin, I don’t live your past But I see the fuse, and it’s burning fast They split us tidy, black and white Feed us reasons to pick a fight Every paper, every feed Another expert planting seed Another fool yelling “prove me right” With a fist full of rage and a match at night ________________________________________ Verse 5 They say “stay calm,” they say “stand by” While the fire learns how to multiply A street can light in any town When dignity’s priced too far down You call it order, you call it law But some folks never see it at all If hope’s a ladder with missing rungs Don’t act shocked when the ground gets young Final Chorus Yeah I’m staring and waiting, counting the cost Of every human line they crossed You can package the pain, replay the decay But the broadcast burns every day Outro Blow something honest. Let it squeal. ________________________________________ Verse 1 I got the morning shouting through a wire and a screen Coffee tastes like headlines I didn’t mean Every voice is urgent, every face is tight Selling last night’s wreck like a brand-new fight They talk in circles, they nod on cue Like the mess outside ain’t breaking through Chorus Yeah, I’m listening, I’m listening Tryin’ not to drown in what they say They swear it’s different this time But the same fire shows up every day ________________________________________ Verse 2 Saw the block light up like a warning flare Sirens arguing with the summer air Shoes on glass, sweat on skin Everybody asking, “Who started it then?” They blame the crowd, they blame the heat Never blame the holes in the street Chorus Yeah, I’m listening, I’m listening They promise justice on delay They keep changing the story But the same fire shows up every day ________________________________________ Verse 3 They cut to a smile in a perfect tie Explaining pain like a traffic lie Graphs and arrows, a polished take No smoke in the suit, no risk to take They say, “Be patient, we’re almost there” While standing safely somewhere else Bridge (spoken, dry) Funny how distance Always improves clarity ________________________________________ Verse 4 I don’t need a lesson in borrowed rage Or a neat little villain for the front-page cage You paint it simple, black or white So nobody asks who locked it tight Everybody’s yelling, nobody’s hearing Whole lotta talking, zero steering ________________________________________ Verse 5 A spark ain’t picky about where it lands It don’t check color, it don’t ask plans Give folks a ceiling made of doubt Don’t act shocked when they punch their way out You can’t duct-tape hope with a slogan and grin Or fence in anger till it turns polite Final Chorus Yeah, I’m listening, I’m listening But I don’t buy what they replay Call it breaking, call it normal That same fire shows up every day Outro Different faces. Same noise. Same fire.