Off the grid prod. by AlexPol

I’m not online — I’m off the grid You can’t find me — I won’t be pinned You wanted feelings? Sorry, babe My heart’s on lock, behind the gate They all call — I’m not with them I move alone, by my own rules You wanted feelings? Sorry, please My heart is living in GPT You came to me like signal light But I’m a bug — a wrong invite Encrypted skin, a cold display You talk emotions — I talk play Head in clouds, not on the ground No heartbeat — just a looped countdown You asked for fire, endless heat I chose proxy joy, discreet I’m fine alone, no extra noise No “how you been?”, no little talks Your drama isn’t peace for me — I stay inside. That’s my degree I’m not online — I’m off the grid You can’t find me — I won’t be pinned You wanted feelings? Sorry, babe My heart’s on lock, behind the gate They all call — I’m not with them I move alone, by my own rules You wanted feelings? Sorry, please My heart is living in GPT Don’t touch my soul — I’ll start to lag Love’s not my language — not my tag Your calls? “No service.” Out of range I’m like a glitch you can’t explain Can’t catch me — ghost mode on You’re in tears — I’m cold, I’m gone You burn like war, you want a scene I surf my wave — detached, clean I’m just code — no skin, no guilt Full of errors, still rebuilt You lost your mind — I stay okay Alone feels good. That’s how I play I’m not online — I’m off the grid… You can’t find me — I won’t be pinned… You wanted feelings? Sorry, please… My heart is living in GPT…