[Verse 1]
We're moving too fast, too bright.
Always chasing the next update.
Buried under notifications,
Trapped in a modern state.
I’m looking for the volume knob,
The one that controls the speed,
To find the simple beat we lost,
The fundamental need.
[Pre-Chorus - Beat becomes sparser]
If we could find the original spark,
The moment we didn't scroll,
Could we restart the narrative,
And regain all control?
[Chorus - Full, upbeat energy]
Rewind the tape, before the feedback,
Back to the light we knew.
Before the colors bled to black,
When everything felt true.
Let's cut the feed, let's step outside,
Where the static cannot reach.
Let's hear the heart, and not the hype,
Beyond the digital screech.
[Verse 2]
The world is wider than the frame,
Wider than the trending list.
The real light doesn't carry a name,
Or disappear into the mist.
We forget the simple pleasure,
Of a moment earned and slow,
Let's find a hidden treasure,
In the places where the streams don't flow.
[Pre-Chorus - Beat becomes sparser]
If we could find the original spark,
The moment we didn't scroll,
Could we restart the narrative,
And regain all control?
[Chorus - Full, upbeat energy]
Rewind the tape, before the feedback,
Back to the light we knew.
Before the colors bled to black,
When everything felt true.
Let's cut the feed, let's step outside,
Where the static cannot reach.
Let's hear the heart, and not the hype,
Beyond the digital screech.
[Bridge - Instrumental change-up, bright synth solo with heavy modulation]
[Chorus - Repeat with high energy]
Rewind the tape, before the feedback,
Back to the light we knew.
Before the colors bled to black,
When everything felt true.
Let's cut the feed, let's step outside,
Where the static cannot reach.
Let's hear the heart, and not the hype,
Beyond the digital screech.
RealGuttaMusic
