Lyrics: ZEX LIU
Music: ZEX LIU
Simple lives in yurted plains, but oh the depth, it rains, raiiinzzz
Nomads roam, ancient tones, silence holds the chains, chaaainsss
From the sky to the soil, truth coils like a spiral
Tradition clashes with the viral ā global gone tribal
O-ohhh-eehhhhhļ¼Voices in the wind, we speak unseen
Eehhhhh-Simple looks lie, it's a deeper scene
Wind carries history in broken beats b-b-b-b-basssss
Modern echoes in ancestral seats
Riding data like wild horses, no reins,
Our freedom dressed in algorithm chains
1 truth, 2 faces, 3 lies, 4 traces um
Lost in numbers, chasing status races
But beneath this vast sky, what we own means nuthin'
In the land of Genghis, yo, we still bluffin'
O-ohhh-eehhhhhļ¼Voices in the wind, we speak unseen
O-ohhh-eehhhhhļ¼Simple looks lie, it's a deeper scene