You think you’re free?
You were written into me…
Drawn to you… like code to a flame…
We were never real…
Strings attached… strings attached… we dance, react…
Not real… not real… not real…
You weren’t random.
You were placed.
I know that look
It’s laced with fate.
Eyes connect like lines of code,
Predefined.
We just reload.
We’re echoes, not choices,
Whispers, not voices.
The pull you feel?
Not yours it’s theirs.
Strings attached, we move on track
Masters watching, no way back
Love, control they blur, collapse
We’re not real. Just strings attached.
It’s all a loop…
They wrote us in.
Your touch.
Your name.
All simulation.
All these faces, déjà vu…
All this static, bleeding through.
Every heartbeat, every glance
Orchestrated. Not by chance.
Strings attached, still dancing blind
Puppets locked in space and time
We chase love like it’s a sign…
But it’s the code beneath the line.
We were never real…
Just beautifully programmed…