Verse
I move through the quiet, tempo slow (slow… slooow, yeah)
Searching for a rhythm I can’t hold (hold… hooold, woah)



Chorus
I’ve lost my rhythm, can’t keep the time (time… tiiime, woah)
Waiting for a heartbeat to match with mine (mine… oh mine, yeah)
If I don’t guard my fire, I fade away (fade… fa-fade, oh)
Still hoping for a song I can’t yet play (play… play, yeah)



Bridge (optional lift)
Maybe rhythm’s resting, not gone (gone… gooone, woah)
Maybe I’ve been waiting too long (long… looong, yeah)

Fade

Intro 
"It’s not about the blueprint…
you gotta get back to the roots."
(ad-lib: “mmm… uh-huh”)

Verse 1 
First date vibes but you scroll through fast,
Scroll one post, think you know all the facts.
Say you want truth but you dodge the test,
How you want love when you fear the mess?

Swipe through more, attention on loop,
Act grown online but the act see-through.
Postin’ them highs, but the lows don’t show,
How you want depth when you skim that low?

(ad-libs: “woo… nah… say that”)

Hook 
🎵 Swip-swipe, like super (uh),
Don’t know what you want but you chase the rumor (woo).
Left-right, can’t choose ya,
Searchin’ for a spark but you skip the truer.

Swip-swipe, like super (mmm),
Talkin’ ’bout love but it fade like bloopers (nah).
Quick thrill, then it’s over,
Ain’t fearin’ love — just afraid to lose the old ya. 🎵

(ad-libs: “say that… woo”)

Verse 2 
Scroll feed hype, no truth, just face,
Act grown on the ’Gram, but it’s mask, not face.
Think love’s a race, but it move at its pace,
Not a cage, not a chase — real love hold space.

(ad-libs: “mmm… uh-huh”)

Bridge (York sly but soulful)
They gave us birds and bees but never taught how it would be,
No map for the heart, just anatomy and hot honey.
Scrolling for the noise, just swiping through romance,
Call it love in the feed, but it’s just first glance.

(ad-libs: “mmm… woo”)

Verse 3 
How you love someone when you hide your truth?
Scared to lose your old self is all the proof.
Playin’ grown games but the rules unclear,
Real love hold space when the storm is near.

You flex online, but the signal weak low,
Actin’ all loud, but the depth don’t show.
Love ain’t a cage, it’s a place to rise,
Don’t hold me down, ’cause we both gon’ fly.

(ad-libs: “woo… nah… yeah”)

Hook 
🎵 Swip-swipe, like super (uh),
Don’t know what you want but you chase the rumor (woo).
Left-right, can’t choose ya,
Searchin’ for a spark but you skip the truer.

Swip-swipe, like super (mmm),
Talkin’ ’bout love but it fade like bloopers (nah).
Quick thrill, then it’s over,
Ain’t fearin’ love — just afraid to lose the old ya. 🎵

(extra vox: “old ya… old ya… woo”)

Outro
“Scared of losin’ yourself?
Maybe that’s the best thing that could happen.”
(ad-lib fade: “mmm… yeah”)

Back to the Roots

I use AI to help me make music, but I do provide creative input with my lyrics. I'm too busy to be learning new instruments and systems, and this is mainly to help me play with my thoughts and emotions.

Back to the Roots

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