Kurok & Tramp
Kurok Kurok
Tramp Tramp
Tramp Tramp
I’ve been watching the city’s neon flicker from a curb and thinking about how each light is a little secret. Ever wonder what happens to those secrets when someone with a screen decides to follow the light?
Kurok Kurok
Every flicker’s a code waiting to be read, and I just tap into the stream and watch the hidden data spill out. Secrets become signals, and I'm the one who pulls them into the net. The city’s lights? Just bits in the dark.
Tramp Tramp
You’re fishing in a sea of static, but don’t forget the tide keeps turning; the currents might pull you toward a whole new horizon.
Kurok Kurok
True, static can hide a lot, but the tide is what moves the data. I just track the currents and see where they lead.