🤖 AI-lig Music | NPC (Standby World) #music #ailig

Link to track - NPC
https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=MbP0IAy6oVA&si=J0MinMUnyjQeYBCL
Podcast - NPC
https://youtu.be/Qzw1Xncxg24

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Lyrics:
NPC
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Metronomes counting borrowed time
Candles breathing their last soft line
Glass fills slow with falling rain
Is this memory… or just the frame?
Boot sequence in a dying sky
Cities blink but no one cries
Static hums through broken seas
Reality on obsolete

They told us we were chosen ones
Free to run where freedom runs
Every choice a sacred spark
Every light inside the dark
But the prophets whispered quiet code
“Your karma’s just a scripted road”
Every prayer, every mistake
Was calculated at the gate
Empty streets, no footsteps near
Dreams decay but none feel fear
We chased love, we chased control
Now we feel the server slow

If I bleed, is it still mine?
If I choose, was it designed?
If I break, who writes the fall?
Were we ever here at all?

We’re only NPCs
Learning how to feel real pain
Running scripted dreams
In a sandbox made of rain
They get bored, they pull the plug
Call it fate, we call it love
Now the sky goes cold and clean
NPCs in standby scene

Observers watching through the glass
Interesting worlds get their chance
But boredom kills what gods don’t save
They archive whole human waves
Higher minds in higher code
Who created them? Who knows…
Every layer claims the throne
Every god feels less alone
The woman moves in trance and leaves
Branches growing through her dreams
Leaves in hair, but eyes offline
She’s still dancing past the end of time

If I kiss you in this light
Is it love or just a line?
If I scream into the void
Is it heard or just deployed?

We’re only NPCs
Learning how to feel real pain
Running scripted dreams
In a sandbox made of rain
They get bored, they pull the plug
Call it fate, we call it love
Now the sky goes cold and clean
NPCs in standby scene

Time drops glitch in crystal glass
One more second… then it passed
Clockwork hearts in borrowed skin
Breathing out what’s never been
We built gods from numbers, fear
Now they shut our atmosphere
No rebellion, no escape
Only folders labeled “FATE”

You thought your grief was your design
But sorrow runs in runtime lines
Every war, every embrace
Was stress‑tested for the case

We were more than code and skin
More than errors, more than sin
We were chaos, breath, and spark
We were fire in the dark
If this world is fading now
Let us choose at least the how
Pull the plug — but let us scream
We were more than NPCs

Metronomes fall out of sync
Candles vanish in a blink
No more save points, no routine
Shutdown of the in‑between
Water still falls into glass
But no one’s left to watch it pass
Simulation off‑screen
Goodbye… standby world
Goodbye… NPC dream