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Copyright Strike is an original EpicRetroTunes track.

This song was born at the moment when the project reached the limits of platforms
and chose to keep the music alive anyway.

Screens fade.
Feeds disappear.
Songs don’t.

Instead of stopping, the sound moved forward.
Not a cover.
Not a reinterpretation.
An original statement.

This is what happens when the music refuses to disappear.

EpicRetroTunes is an independent project.

Links and archive access are available in the channel bio.

— Lyrics —

[Verse 1]
I built a sound out of borrowed ghosts
Old radio dreams in neon clothes
Not stealing fire, just chasing light
Different voices in the middle of the night

I played the game, I crossed the line
A red warning in the corner of my time
One click, one word, one silent fight
And suddenly everything went offline

[Pre-Chorus]
They said: “This belongs to someone else”
I said: “So does every story we tell”

[Chorus]
Copyright strike
Cut the signal, kill the screen
Copyright strike
Erase the place where we’ve been
But you can’t delete the song inside
You can’t mute a moving mind
Copyright strike
But the music’s still alive

[Verse 2]
Two warnings deep, one breath away
From losing everything I made
No sirens, no final sound
Just a door quietly shutting down

So I packed the tapes, I saved the files
Built a room that’s not for sale
No algorithm in the walls
Just songs that don’t need your approval

[Pre-Chorus]
Platforms fall, archives stay
What survives is what we save

[Chorus]
Copyright strike
Cut the signal, kill the screen
Copyright strike
Erase the place where we’ve been
But you can’t delete the song inside
You can’t mute a moving mind
Copyright strike
But the music’s still alive

[Bridge]
This is not a goodbye
This is not a plea
Just a different frequency

If the lights go out tonight
I’ll still be here, pressing “record”

[Final Chorus]
Copyright strike
You can take the frame, not the art
Copyright strike
You can break the feed, not the heart
There’s an archive in the dark
There’s a spark you can’t rewind
Copyright strike
But the music survives

[Outro]
Offline doesn’t mean erased
Some songs were never meant to stay in one place