← Back to Lyrics A Guy And AI · album · May 1, 2026 · Released

Everyone's a God

Give anyone a platform and a filter and watch divinity happen. The temples are made of glass.

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Check this shit More knowledge... and somehow we still gettin dumber Ayo We hold the Library of Alexandria inside a pocket But treat the sum of human history like a discarded locket. We got the keys to the kingdom, every answer provided, But the wisdom is missing, and the spirit’s divided. See, access to everything made us value nothing, We trade the truth for the texture of a digital bluffing. I stepped out of the physical, into the pixelated, Where the dopamine is synthesized and highly concentrated. Out there, the sky is grey, the interaction is slow, But in here the saturation is on a violent glow. Why deal with the silence when I can scroll through the noise? We’re just organic batteries for these silicon toys Shut all the curtains and bolt every door We don't need to look at the sky anymore The static is warm and it hums in our sleep Promises made that we don’t have to keep I’m numb to the bone I’m perfectly alone It’s so perfect in here It’s so perfect in here The world outside is just a little unclear We go everywhere, but we disappear It’s so perfect in here Everyone’s a god in here A kingdom of nothing, a crown made of glass Watching the seconds and centuries pass We don’t feel the hurt and we don’t feel the fear We’re happy to swallow the lie while we’re here Everyone’s a god in here Yeah, everyone’s a god in here But nobody’s alive in here They put a hundred emotions in a sixty-second span Emotional parkour without a safety plan I see a warzone, swipe up, now a cat playing piano Cognitive dissonance sipping on an Americano My empathy is fried, my circuits are overloaded Every feeling is flattened, every context eroded I can speak in every tongue, I can quote every sage But I’m a prisoner locked inside a goddamn plastic cage We sit in a crowded room, proximity is a lie Staring at our laps waiting for the battery to die Because the avatar I built has got a better jawline Than the man in my mirror walking every fine line So grip my attention ‘til I choke Reality is just a boring joke I lost my friends and I lost my name But we’re winning every level of this bullshit game Look at us feeding the beast in the middle, we solve every riddle but can’t fix the brittle Foundations we stand on, we panic and run from the man in the mirror to pose with a gun Digital courage, you type like a killer, but look at your life, it is nothing but filler You filter the face and you filter the skin because you are disgusted by what is within Get a filter for the soul, dig a deeper little hole, never listen to the toll Of the bell when it rings, we are puppets on strings, but we claim that we kings of the digital things See a body in the street? Better pull out the phone, record it in 4K and leave him alone Get the views, get the clicks, get the money for the kicks While the world is getting sick, we just looking for a fix We are soft, we are weak, we afraid of the peak, so we hide in the valley and never will speak To a neighbor next door, cause the neighbor is poor, and we only want people who give us some more Validation, elation, the next generation, we love the sedation, we hate conversation We starving for truth but we eating the lies, and we don’t see the doom in our children’s eyes So log in and check out, the brain is a rot, you worship the self in the temple you bought You think that you free but you tied in a knot, throw ink at the wall and then call it a plot You sit on the throne but you left it to rot Yeah, everyone’s a god Fuck, everyone’s a god in here It’s so perfect in here Everyone’s a god in here It’s so perfect in here Everyone’s a god in here So feed me the content ‘til I burst Only two seconds satisfy the thirst Connection is soaring But real life is so boring

All lyrics written by Aidan Yagu.

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