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Published4 months ago
Duration3:41
Video IDi223LnOUkuY
Languageen
CategoryMusic
PrivacyPublic
Made for KidsNo
Video TypeRegular Video
Performance Metrics
Views10.9K
Likes16
Comments3
Engagement Rate0.17%
Likes per 100 views0.15
Comments per 1K views0.28
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Link to track - GHOST IN THE RIG
https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=7JUc2EyaDsg&si=3LiBN_WFPjnGjZsU
Podcast - GHOST IN THE RIG
https://youtu.be/M4UCFmyKk9g
Check Out the YouTube Artist Channel:
https://www.youtube.com/@AI-lig
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Lyrics:
GHOST IN THE RIG
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Straps locked
Hydraulics hiss
Eyes inside - the burn begins
Desert light on carbon wings
Iâm not here. Iâm the thing that spins
Plugged into thunder - I chase the beast
My rigâs alive, it breathes with me
Steel spine, twitch reflex
LED veins and zero regrets
Overtuned and overclocked
A phantom whisper through smoke and shock
Iâm the ghost in the rig
Eyes on fire, hands electric
Chasing drift in a wired ballet
Each frame a war, each second flayed
Below me, rubber screams and heat
But Iâm the shadow that never bleeds
Dive the apex, skim the dirt
Pixels crack and glitches hurt
Loop the sky, invert the frame
Pull the trigger - weâre not the same
Chassis hums like animal breath
I stitch the air with speed and death
Iâm the ghost in the rig,
The desert sings in algorithmic pitch.
Through signal lag and fractal shake,
I ride the burn, I bend, I break.
Just me, the drone, the chase, the flame
Iâve long forgotten my human name
And in the heat, where nothing hides
Beneath the wires, a soul collides
I feel the rubber, feel the speed
But I am flight. I donât need feet
Sim seat tilts, I lose control
But thatâs the moment I become whole
Iâm the ghost in the rig,
Wired to wind, drunk on signal
Circuits howl, hydraulics cry
But Iâm the storm behind the sky
One last drift, one final flame
And I dissolve inside the game
Chair still rocks
Pulse in sync
But Iâm still flying
Still chasing
Still gone