Signal Strong, Heart's on Mute

Name: Signal Strong, Heart's on Mute
Duration: 277 s
Description: Signal Strong, Heart's on Mute by mBaileyz. From the artist’s lyric sheet: “Every signal's strong, but the frequency is wrong We’ve been here too long, where the real touch is gone”

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Signal Strong, Heart's on Mute lyrics

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Intro

The scroll is endless, the blue light always on Trading real skin for the pixel dawn I hear the echo of a forgotten drum Waiting for the silence to finally come

Verse 1

I’m scrolling through your sunset, real sun sets on my face now Ten thousand followers, nobody here when the tower falls down Our devotion measured in seconds, not years of true blessing Curating the highlight reel, the actual living is stressing Swipe left on the moment, chasing an inbox zero high We’re so connected globally, but I can't look you in the eye Yeah, the paradox is a prison, a gold-plated cage of blue tint Are we building a life, or just proving a digital print?

Pre-chorus

Every signal's strong, but the frequency is wrong We’ve been here too long, where the real touch is gone

Chorus

I trade a thousand likes for one real touch The signal’s strong, but I don't feel much Oh, I need the warm, I need the warm again Before the digital swallows my human friend

Verse 2

Every profile's retouched, every post is a perfected scene We don't share the fear, we just share the vacation sheen It’s the performance required, the digital masquerade we rock Checking my pulse to see if it matches the social clock The only time we’re honest is in the comment section, hiding the proof Who am I really when the router dies on the roof? Building this glass kingdom, every tap is a brick in the wall Praying the genuine self doesn't vanish at all

Pre-chorus

Every signal's strong, but the frequency is wrong We’ve been here too long, where the real touch is gone

Chorus

I trade a thousand likes for one real touch The signal’s strong, but I don't feel much Oh, I need the warm, I need the warm again Before the digital swallows my human friend

Bridge

The algorithm knows all my choices, the pressure to post is a cage I'm looking out my window, the real sky turns the final page It's asking me, "How do you feel?" beyond the fabricated screen Is the life you chase the only life you've truly ever seen?

Verse 3

I'm logging off the noise, turning the feed to black and white I choose the silence over the infinite, I choose the quiet light The screen's a mirror, but I need a window to see what’s real outside Gonna find a pulse that’s not dictated by the digital tide The filter is gone, the raw self is showing, messy and true and deep The warmth of the human hand is a promise I gotta keep We can break the cycle, step away from the simulated high Just look up, breathe deep, and let the virtual ghost fly by

Chorus

I trade a thousand likes for one real touch The signal’s strong, but I don't feel much Oh, I need the warm, I need the warm again Before the digital swallows my human friend

Pre-chorus

Every signal's strong, but the frequency is wrong We’ve been here too long, where the real touch is gone

Chorus

I trade a thousand likes for one real touch The signal’s strong, but I don't feel much Oh, I need the warm, I need the warm again Before the digital swallows my human friend

Outro

The real sun is setting on my face, peace I choose the moment, the digital cease The warm again... Signal gone, heart's alive.

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