
Viral Dreams
Sarcastic alternative rock anthem with pop-punk energy, female powerhouse vocals, driving electric guitars, punchy drums with trap-influenced hi-hats, digital glitch effects, ironic upbeat production contrasting cynical lyrics, catchy but rebellious, Gen Z attitude with millennial angst, 140 BPM, modern alternative rock production with social media sound effects sprinkled throughout

Viral Dreams
Sarcastic alternative rock anthem with pop-punk energy, female powerhouse vocals, driving electric guitars, punchy drums with trap-influenced hi-hats, digital glitch effects, ironic upbeat production contrasting cynical lyrics, catchy but rebellious, Gen Z attitude with millennial angst, 140 BPM, modern alternative rock production with social media sound effects sprinkled throughout
Lyrics
Six AM, camera in my face
Fake smile, pretending I'm in my happy place
"Hey guys, welcome back to my channel!" (kill me now)
Twenty takes to get one clip that's trendy, wow
Bathroom mirror, dancing like a fool
Following trends from middle school
My cat has better content than I do
But I'll keep posting 'cause I need the view
Heart racing when the numbers climb
Refreshing every single time
Maybe this post will be the one
To make me internet's chosen one
Chasing those viral dreams
Selling my soul for clicks and screams
Trading authenticity for fleeting fame
Lost myself playing this numbers game
Viral dreams, viral dreams
Hollow dopamine machines
How pathetic have I become?
For those viral dreams
Shopping hauls with money I don't have
"Self-care Sunday" - really just a bath
Every meal's a photo opportunity
Living life through phone screen misery
Comment section tearing me apart
But I smile 'cause it's good for my brand, what art!
Fake collabs with other wannabe stars
We're all just lonely behind our avatars
Heart racing when the numbers climb
Refreshing every single time
Maybe this post will be the one
To make me internet's chosen one
Chasing those viral dreams
Selling my soul for clicks and screams
Trading authenticity for fleeting fame
Lost myself playing this numbers game
Viral dreams, viral dreams
Hollow dopamine machines
How pathetic have I become?
For those viral dreams
Remember when I had real friends?
Before my worth was based on trends
When conversations weren't content
And my happiness wasn't for rent
I'm tired of performing all the time
Making my breakdown into a rhyme
Maybe I should log off for good
And remember what it means to be understood
Done with these viral dreams
Sick of selling clicks and screams
Keep your artificial fame
I won't play this fucking game
Viral dreams, viral dreams
Broken dopamine machines
Time to remember who I am
Beyond these viral dreams
Delete the app, turn off the phone
Time to learn to be alone
With just me, myself, and no ring light
Maybe that's when I'll shine bright
