Bury My Social Battery (afterglow mix)

BURY MY SOCIAL BATTERY (AFTERGLOW MIX) [Intro] (Faint city ambience, distant traffic, phone powers down) Funny thing about silence… You don’t notice how loud you’ve been surviving Until it finally arrives. ⸻ [Verse 1] Street’s almost empty now Neon in the puddles bends Funny how the city’s loud But somehow feels like a friend Phone finally powers down No more reasons to perform I can hear my own thoughts again For the first time all evening long Nobody’s chasing me Nobody’s keeping score The night doesn’t need a version of me I’ve already met before Just me and the traffic lights Changing colors in the rain Funny how a little silence Can make you feel alive again ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] And every red light Feels less red tonight Every old fear Looks smaller in the light The city never asked me To be somebody else ⸻ [Chorus] Bury my social battery Under the bathroom tile I gave the night my best face It lasted for a while If they ask where I went Tell them I had to be Somewhere soft, somewhere silent Somewhere closer to me Bury my social battery Save a little quiet for me ⸻ [Post-Chorus] One percent One percent Still enough To be myself again One percent One percent Save a little quiet for me ⸻ [Verse 2] Passed the diner on Fifth Still glowing like before Same old booths Same old faces Same old open door Used to think I’d missed something Every time I went back home Now I’m starting to believe Some roads are meant alone Saw my reflection In a dark train window pane Not who I was Not who I’ll be But somebody worth becoming someday The night keeps moving The city breathes Nobody notices And that’s exactly what I need ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] Every green light Feels more green tonight Every closed door Looks different in hindsight Maybe peace was never hiding Maybe I just couldn’t hear it ⸻ [Chorus] Bury my social battery Under the bathroom tile I made it forty minutes That’s more than I thought I’d survive I leave my cup by the sink Take the stairs so they don’t see Bury my social battery Save a little quiet for me ⸻ [Bridge] Maybe healing ain’t forgetting Maybe growth ain’t letting go Maybe every former version Still deserves a seat along the road The anxious kid The people pleaser The one who always stayed too long They’re all riding in the backseat Helping me become someone strong ⸻ [Final Chorus] Bury my social battery But don’t bury who I’ve been Every tired version of me Helped me make it here again And the city keeps singing And the headlights blur like dreams Somewhere between who I was And who I’m learning how to be Bury my social battery Save a little quiet for me ⸻ [Outro] (Talkbox harmonies, Rhodes, distant traffic) One percent… One percent… Funny thing about silence… Sometimes… It’s not loneliness. It’s recovery.