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Airplane Mode Hearts lyrics
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Intro
Glow from the phone keeps painting my face tonight Feels like the world’s loud, but my name ain’t in the mic Notifications ring, but my chest stays quiet inside Whole crowd in my pocket, still alone in real life
Verse 1
Scrolling like I’m running in a race I never picked to enter Everybody shining online, but behind they losing center Comparing messy moments to their highlight reel display Eating leftovers in silence while they post a perfect day Phone buzzing on the dresser like it’s begging for attention Heart stuck on airplane mode, dodging digital dimensions People in the same room, but we islands with our screens Eyes locked on reflections, not the humans in-between
Pre-chorus
We want a voice that hits deeper than a quick like We want a “you good?” text that lands at the right time We want connection that don’t vanish when the feed dies We want a world that looks back when we make eye contact twice
Chorus
Airplane mode hearts, tryna land somewhere real All these signals in the dark, but none of them heal Whole world in our hands, yet we crave what we feel One voice that says our name, that’s the thing that reveals
Verse 2
Kids in crowded halls swear they never felt more alone Parents watching their children talk more to glass than home Adults hiding in bathroom stalls just to breathe a minute Life got so loud, but the quiet hits different Selfies taken, retaken, doubting angles in the mirror Delete, retry, still chasing something clearer Validation quick like sugar, but it fades too soon We drinking from a straw of connection in a thirsty room
Bridge 1
Sometimes the happiest pages hide the saddest nights Sometimes a thousand likes can’t dim a trembling mind Sometimes the loudest laugh is masking fright Sometimes we’re crying with the phone pressed tight
Verse 3
But one real message can pull somebody from the edge One honest convo beats a thousand comments left unread One hug in the real world makes the whole feed irrelevant One person seeing you can quiet every elephant We ain’t broken, we’re just buried under curated noise We ain’t silent, we just lost beneath the algorithm’s voice Lift your head from the screen, let the room breathe back Connection ain’t a number, it’s a hand that holds you intact
Chorus
Airplane mode hearts, tryna land somewhere real All these signals in the dark, but none of them heal Whole world in our hands, yet we crave what we feel One voice that says our name, that’s the thing that reveals
Bridge 2
Pull me from the scroll, show me something alive Let the room light up when our real eyes align Loneliness beats louder when we keep it inside But truth gets softer when it’s shared in real time
Chorus
Airplane mode hearts, tryna land somewhere real All these signals in the dark, but none of them heal Whole world in our hands, yet we crave what we feel One voice that says our name, that’s the thing that reveals
Chorus
Airplane mode hearts, tryna land somewhere real All these signals in the dark, but none of them heal Whole world in our hands, yet we crave what we feel One voice that says our name, that’s the thing that reveals
Outro
Put the phone down, let the silence finally talk Look around, the real ones never needed to stalk Heart online or offline, it just wants to be caught Connection ain’t an app, it’s a choice we forgot
Inside the recording
Glow from the phone keeps painting my face tonight Feels like the world’s loud, but my name ain’t in the mic
We want a voice that hits deeper than a quick like We want a “you good?” text that lands at the right time
Put the phone down, let the silence finally talk Look around, the real ones never needed to stalk
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