Genre: Synthpop / Alternative Electronica
Perspective: Third-person, from an insider watching the digital empire crack
Mood: High-tech tension with emotional undertones of disillusionment
Lyrics:
Verse 1
Neon dreams on startup street,
Hustle hard, no time to sleep.
Pitch decks fly, hope in disguise,
Underneath, the pressure cries.
Glass walls, caffeine highs,
Burnout hidden in their eyes.
Algorithms rule the floor,
But no one’s sure what they’re coding for.
Chorus
Silicon Valley’s melting down,
Gold-plated lies in a plastic crown.
The servers hum, the silence loud—
Built to rise, but lost in the cloud.
Verse 2
Demos crash, the funds pull out,
Founders whisper, full of doubt.
AI’s learning too much too fast,
And loyalty just doesn’t last.
Wired hearts, synthetic grace,
Still can’t outrun the market’s pace.
Reality in beta test,
A future glitch they can't suppress.
Chorus
Silicon Valley’s melting down,
Gold-plated lies in a plastic crown.
The servers hum, the silence loud—
Built to rise, but lost in the cloud.
Bridge
Behind the sleek interfaces,
Are ghosts in empty workspaces.
The code is clean, the soul’s a mess,
Innovation built on emptiness.
Outro
Silicon dreams in toxic bloom,
Echoes fading in the boardroom.
What they built now comes undone—
A meltdown masked by setting sun.
