Concrete Scroll

[Verse 1]
Streetlights blur a lonely pane, rain on the Shibuya night,
Scrolling past the neon glow, a thousand lives so bright.
Another curated moment, a perfect smile unfurled,
But my quiet echo wonders, is this my real world?

[Chorus]
Another perfect moment, flashed across the screen,
But out here, the real city hums a different scene.
Yeah, this concrete grid keeps moving, under streetlamp haze,
My true reflection's quiet, lost in digital days.

[Verse 2]
Saw a reflection in a puddle, just my tired face,
Not the polished persona, locked in curated space.
Train cars blur past windows, a rhythmic, pulsing beat,
Wishing every connection felt this simple, felt this sweet.

[Chorus]
Another perfect moment, flashed across the screen,
But out here, the real city hums a different scene.
Yeah, this concrete grid keeps moving, under streetlamp haze,
My true reflection's quiet, lost in digital days.

[Bridge]
Scaffolding reaches higher, chasing future sun,
But this personal horizon, feels like it's never done.
Amidst the signal wires, a symphony of doubt,
Is the 'perfect' picture, what I’m living without?

[Outro]
Dawn breaks on skyscrapers, shadows stretch so long,
Just me and the city, singing our own quiet song.