Offline

[Verse 1]

Don’t it feel like there’s a world inside the tip of your palm

That you can hold

If you put your mind at ease and push it off till it’s gone

Then you’re gettin’ old

[Chorus]

I’m walking on the line

Always too busy

When I’m on the ride

It don’t look too pretty

But I like to like it

Ooo I do not mind it

When I’m out of touch

I gotta get it

[Pre-Chorus]

I put myself on the line

People with no faces

Look at how they chase ya

You cannot escape it

They don’t know you

Wanna Die

Suicidal nature

Inhumane erasure

You cannot escape it

[Chorus]

I’m walking on the line

Always too busy

When I’m on the ride

It don’t look too pretty

But I like to like it

Ooo I do not mind it

When I’m out of touch

I gotta get it

[Verse 2]

Don’t it feel like everybody’s tryna fend for their own

In these spaces

Well I’m not the type to lie, I got some secrets

That won’t ever see the sun

I bet you know

Ain’t no mob comin for me

Oh it’s pretty lonely

Where I’m sat like a phony

Clown with the sad eyes

I’m walking on the line

I’m on the line walking

If it’s not a telephone call

I ain’t talking

[Pre-Chorus]

I put myself on the line

People with no faces

Look at how they chase ya

You cannot escape it

They don’t know you

Wanna Die

Suicidal nature

Inhumane erasure

You cannot escape it

[Chorus]

I’m walking on the line

Always too busy

When I’m on the ride

It don’t look too pretty

But I like to like it

Ooo I do not mind it

When I’m out of touch

I gotta get it

[Outro]

Today I woke up, and I, uh, I felt alive

Because I picked up the call of the wild, and I stopped waiting for it to come pick me up

See, if it rings your name, at a phone booth in London or bumped shoulders with you at a crowded museum hallway in Shanghai, well maybe that’s a sign