autopiliot

Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Static hums behind my eyes, a drone that never breaks,
Fingers twitch, the body moves, for survival's bitter stakes.
No thought ignites, no feeling burns, just gears that grind and turn,
I'm running on empty, a broken shell, on this endless, dark highway,
Just moving forward, through the void, come what may.
(Verse 2)
Each sunrise brings the same old dread, a ritual of despair,
My senses dull, my vision blurred, lost in the heavy air.
The whispers mock, the shadows grow, a prison I can't flee,
Trapped in the hum, the endless loop, just me and apathy.
No compass guides, no map reveals, the path I'm meant to tread,
Just instinct drives this weary frame, by unseen forces led.
(Pre-Chorus)
The throttle's stuck, the engine screams, but I'm not at the wheel,
A hollow shell, a vacant stare, what's left for me to feel?
No fight, no flight, just frozen fear, a circuit overloaded,
The panic hums, a silent threat, forever darkly boded.
(Chorus)
Autopilot! Crushing weight, the system overrides,
My mind's a fog, my spirit's numb, nowhere left to hide.
Survival mode, a primal scream, buried deep inside,
Just breath and beat, a hollow heat, where consciousness has died.
I'm running on empty, a broken shell, on this endless, dark highway,
Just moving forward, through the void, come what may.
(Bridge)
The static builds, a deafening roar, as gears begin to seize,
A momentary flicker, then the mind falls to its knees.
A flash of rage, a desperate plea, a whisper in the storm,
Before the darkness swallows all, and takes its final form.
Can I break free? Can I reclaim the reins that slipped away?
Or am I doomed to ride this path, until my dying day?
(Guitar Solo - Fast, technical thrash elements mixed with a heavy, rhythmic nu-metal
breakdown section)
(Chorus)
Autopilot! Crushing weight, the system overrides,
My mind's a fog, my spirit's numb, nowhere left to hide.
Survival mode, a primal scream, buried deep inside,
Just breath and beat, a hollow heat, where consciousness has died.
I'm running on empty, a broken shell, on this endless, dark highway,
Just moving forward, through the void, come what may.
(Outro)
Autopilot... (fading, distorted whispers)
Just moving forward...
Through the void…
(Heavy, sustained power chords, feedback, then a sudden, sharp silence)
A ghost in the machine, it seems, a lesson I can't unlearn.
The world outside is a blur of gray, a canvas undefined,
Just echoes of a former self, a soul I left behind.
(Pre-Chorus)
The throttle's stuck, the engine screams, but I'm not at the wheel,
A hollow shell, a vacant stare, what's left for me to