Airplane Mode

(Verse 1)

Blue light washing over my face
Headlines screaming from a different place
Every swipe another siren call
World on fire in a five inch wall

Push notifications stacking up
Tiny earthquakes in a coffee cup
Everyone’s right, everyone’s wrong
All day long, all day long

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(Pre-Chorus)

I can feel it in my teeth
Static underneath
Like a radio that never sleeps

(Chorus)

So I turn it off
Kill the signal, cut the cord
Shut the window, lock the door
I like the silence more

So I turn it off
Let the panic fade to gray
Try, the world won’t go away
It just keeps spinning anyway

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(Verse 2)

Hot takes drifting through the air
Secondhand opinions everywhere
Every problem in my hand
But I don’t know where to stand

Everyone’s an expert now
Every whisper’s shouting loud
Every tragedy live streamed
Every nightmare in HD

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(Pre-Chorus)

My head’s a crowded room
No space to think or move
Like I’m breathing someone else’s fumes

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(Chorus)

So I turn it off
Kill the signal, cut the cord
Shut the window, lock the door
I like the silence more

I turn it off
Let the panic fade to gray
But the cracks don’t go away
They’re still there waiting (hey)

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(Bridge – stripped down, almost spoken)

Airplane mode
But the plane’s still falling
Curtains closed
But the sirens calling

Mute the noise
Pretend I don’t know
But ignorance won’t be
The way we grow


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(Final Chorus – bigger, more desperate)

So I turn it off
Kill the signal, cut the cord
Shut the window, lock the door
Lay down on the floor

I turn it off
Tell myself I need the break
But silence doesn’t fix the ache
It just helps me look away

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(Outro – repeating, fading)

The world keeps turning
The world keeps turning
Even when I close my eyes
The world keeps turning

Indie rock, nervous strumming, dry punchy drums, talk-sing verses, chiming chorus lift, raw DIY vibe