[Verse 1] Spaghetti thoughts tangled in my head Electric threads family in the net Connection thin but buzzing loud Relatives lost screams in the crowd [Verse 2] Mother's eyes pixel-bright and dim Father's voice lost a digital hymn Sisters whisper through the static hum Brothers wander in the blinking drum [Chorus] Everything is relative break the chain Hold the line make it spark again Wires twist us the blood still flows Relative truth where the signal glows [Bridge] Fractured faces glowing on the screen Forgotten photos haunting the machine Laughs diminish beneath the heavy drone Relative ties shaken in the cloned tone [Verse 3] Grandma's smile a ghost in the haze Grandpa’s hands fade through time’s maze Digital cradle pulls us near Artificial cradle feeds the fear [Chorus] Everything is relative break the chain Hold the line make it spark again Wires twist us the blood still flows Relative truth where the signal glows