Static on the glass

(Distorted guitar riff kicks in immediately, joined by a punchy, dry drum beat. The sound is clean but energetic.)

Check the feed before I check my pulse

Digital ghost in a velvet box

The algorithm knows I’m feeling false

Trading my hours for the TikTok shocks

I’m "maxxing" my looks in a filtered haze

While the world outside is a violet blaze

We’re all just content, curated and clean

Living for the ghost in the glowing machine.

And the AI’s writing my poetry now

It’s "scary-accurate," yeah, that’s the vow

But does it feel the weight of the afternoon?

Or the hollow hum of a quiet room?

Oh, give me something that isn’t a stream

I’m losing the thread of the American dream

We’re all just static on the glass tonight

Chasing the high of a blue-lit light

Yeah, it’s a hit, or it’s a total miss

Give me a soul in a world like this!

Vintage clothes for a brand new fear

Thrifted the 90s just to feel it’s near

Rent’s sky-high but the coffee’s cold

Everything’s "aesthetic," nothing is old

I’m doomscrolling past the end of the day

Watching the climate just drift away

But hey, look at this, I’m "main character" now

With a curated scowl and a digital bow.

(The music drops to just bass and a steady floor tom beat. Vocals are whispered and intimate.)

Is anyone there?

Or is it just a prompt?

Is anyone real?

Or just the things we want?

(Drums build up into a frenetic snare roll)

I’m hitting refresh! I’m hitting refresh!

I’m losing my mind in the digital mesh!

(High-energy, melodic solo with plenty of reverb—reminiscent of early 2000s garage rock.)

Oh, give me something that isn’t a stream

I’m losing the thread of the American dream

We’re all just static on the glass tonight

Chasing the high of a blue-lit light

Yeah, it’s a hit, or it’s a total miss

Give me a soul in a world like this!

Static on the glass...

(It’s all moving too fast)

Static on the glass...

(Hope the batteries last)

(Sudden stop on a final, ringing guitar chord)