(Intro – [Soft Tape Hiss], [Detuned Chords], [Slow Reverb Drift])
Lyrics:
I fell asleep between channels, woke up inside static,
Colors melting slow, sweet and automatic.
Half my mind buffering, half in retro scenes,
Guess I’m drifting through the ghost of all my TV dreams.
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(Verse 1 – [Chopped Vocal Stabs], [VHS Grain Fx], [Slow Funk Bass])
Dreams glitch out like a tape that’s been played too long,
Faces flicker in and out like a half-finished song.
Walking through memories my heart swears I lived —
Summers I never had, but the warmth still gives.
A neon sunset I’ve never seen before,
But my pulse remembers it like a lover at the door.
I reach out, touch the sky with my pixelated hand,
Everything feels real — even what I don’t understand.
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(Hook – [Future Funk Loop], [Tape Warble], [Reversed Snare Swell])
I’m lost inside these TV static dreams,
Where nothing is real, but everything seems
Like a place I’ve been, or a life I knew —
Memories that never happened still feel true.
Paused the dream mid-smile, let the world freeze,
Walked around the moment just to feel the breeze.
Time stood still but the colors kept moving —
Inside the still frame, my heartbeat kept grooving.
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(Verse 2 – [Soft 80s Pads], [Glitch Crackle], [Delayed Synth Keys])
VHS visions dripping down the wall,
Scenes rewinding till they’re nothing at all.
Static rain falls gently on my face,
And I swear I’ve felt that storm in another place.
I roam through looped memories, familiar but wrong,
Like déjà vu stretched out too long.
Every step echoes like a lost frequency,
Broadcast from a version of a younger me.
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(Bridge – [Pitch-Shifted Whisper], [Hollow Echo], [Analog Clicks])
Dreams on pause, my body still —
I walk through time I can’t refill.
Touch my own shoulder in the frozen frame,
See myself smiling, but not the same.
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(Final Hook – [Future Funk Boost], [Glitchy Vocal Chop Lead])
I’m lost inside these TV static dreams,
Where nothing is real, but everything seems
Like a place I’ve been, or a life I knew —
Memories that never happened still feel true.
Paused the dream mid-smile, stepped outside the scene,
Saw my own reflection in the in-betweens.
If the tape keeps running, I’ll stay inside —
Where the past I never lived becomes my guide.