Push Notifications From The End of The World

In Development

Intro
Static in the ceiling fan
Blue light on my hands
Another headline screaming
Like it’s got me in its plans

Verse
Everybody’s got a countdown
Everybody’s got a cause
Everybody’s selling answers
Everybody wants applause

The apartment shakes with traffic
The city hums below
I keep refreshing for a future
Like it’s somewhere I can scroll

Pre-Chorus
And the days keep disappearing
In a thousand little tabs
I was looking for a signal
Now I’m buried in the ads

Chorus
We’re getting push notifications
From the end of the world
Every hour, every minute
Another flag unfurled

While the coffee’s getting colder
And the seasons change their clothes
We’re watching fireworks in pixels
While the real sky explodes

Oh-oh-oh
Maybe that’s just how it goes

Oh-oh-oh
Everybody knows

Verse
My neighbor learned to play piano
I can hear it through the wall
Three imperfect notes repeating
Like they’re trying not to fall

Meanwhile I’m collecting moments
That I never really lived
Saving screenshots of a lifetime
With nothing left to give

Pre-Chorus
And the feed keeps getting faster
But my heartbeat’s running slow
I’ve been everywhere but present
Everywhere except my own

Chorus
We’re getting push notifications
From the end of the world
Every hour, every minute
Another flag unfurled

While the coffee’s getting colder
And the seasons change their clothes
We’re watching fireworks in pixels
While the real sky explodes

Oh-oh-oh
Maybe that’s just how it goes

Oh-oh-oh
Everybody knows

Bridge
Turn it off

Just for a second

Listen

There’s a dog barking down the street
A train rolling past at midnight
Someone laughing on a balcony

The world’s still here

The world’s still here

The world’s still—

Final Chorus
We’re getting push notifications
From the end of the world
But the sun came up this morning
And the pigeons still swirled

There’s a crack inside the concrete
And a flower pushing through
Maybe all this noise was hiding
Something honest, something true

Oh-oh-oh
Maybe that’s the thing to know

Oh-oh-oh
The world’s not in my phone

Outro
Static in the ceiling fan
Blue light fading out

For the first time all week
I don’t need to know right now

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