[Intro] (glitchy pads, distant notification sound)
Hey...
"What you up to today?"
Send...
Delivered...
Waiting...
[Verse 1]
Coffee getting colder by the minute on the table,
Got my shoes on, yeah I'm ready if you're able.
Screen keeps glowing every time I hear a tone,
But it's another app—guess I'm waiting here alone.
Sun is climbing, hours slipping through my hands,
Could've hit the beach or made some other plans.
One blue sky fading into shades of gray,
All because I thought you'd answer me today.
[Pre-Chorus]
Double check... online?
Last seen... sometime.
Every minute feels so slow,
Should've left an hour ago.
[Chorus] (big euphoric synthwave drop)
I said, "Hey, what you up to today?"
Then the whole day drifted away.
Heartbeat synced to a typing sign,
But tomorrow came before your reply.
One little message stole my day,
Kept me frozen in the same old place.
Now it's midnight, nothing changed...
You answered me... the next day.
[Drop] (artcore leads, hard kicks)
Whoa-oh-oh...
Waiting, waiting...
Whoa-oh-oh...
Tomorrow's too late!
[Verse 2 – Rap]
Yo—
Nine in the morning, got the fit, got the plan,
Phone in my pocket but it's glued to my hand.
"Maybe they're busy..." yeah I tell myself twice,
Then I cancel everything—man, that ain't nice.
Lunch goes cold, afternoon disappears,
Scrolling through reels while I'm feeding my fears.
Could've called somebody else, could've lived instead,
But I'm staring at a checkmark living in my head.
Clock hit six, then it hit ten,
Still no answer, here we go again.
Why's one tiny text got control like that?
Need my own life, gotta get it all back.
[Bridge] (dreamy synths, emotional vocals)
Maybe next time...
I'll make my own plans.
If you wanna come,
You'll catch me where I am.
No more waiting for the screen to glow,
Life keeps moving even if you don't.
[Final Chorus] (bigger, layered harmonies)
I said, "Hey, what you up to today?"
Not gonna throw another day away.
If tomorrow's when you finally write,
I'll already be out living my life.
No more pausing every dream I make,
No more letting silence choose my fate.
If you answer... cool, that's fine—
But my world's not waiting in your timeline.
[Outro] (fading synth arpeggios with notification sound)
Notification:
"Sorry... just saw your message."
...Twenty-six hours later.