Miracle Of Sound Digital Shadow (Watch_Dogs)

Digital jungle,
City of wind.
Vigilant hunger,
Burns within.

Back into the batch
I sweep and scan,
Hack into the patchwork
Pierce the plan.

There is always some kind of way out of here...

Freedom is a green light,
Won't back down.
Freedom is a green light,

Into the circuits I rush and I run,
Every trace I erase.
Out of the mainframe I'm coming undone,
Headstrong I race through the maze.

You can't catch a digital shadow
Deep into the city grid I go. [x2]

Inter connected.
Colors flash.
Grid is infected.
System crash.

Back into the sprawl,
No security.
Hacking through the walls
Of your privacy.

There is always some kind of way out of here...

Into the circuits I rush and I run,
Every trace I erase.
Out of the mainframe I'm coming undone,
Headstrong I race through the maze.

You can't catch a digital shadow
Deep into the city grid I go. [x2]

Freedom is a red light,
Won't back down.
Freedom is a red light,

Black Hat connection to the techno-social lie.
Cyber metropolis my code to modify.

Into the circuits I rush and I run,
Every trace I erase.
Out of the mainframe I'm coming undone,
Headstrong I race through the maze.

You can't catch a digital shadow
Deep into the city grid I go. [x4]