The Story Behind "Voted Out" I wrote this song recalling a heartbreaking story from Malaysia in 2019. A teenage girl asked her followers on Instagram to choose between life and death with a simple "D/L" poll, and the majority voted for "D". It shook me to see how cold and indifferent the digital world can be. "Voted Out" exposes the cruelty of online voting and cyberbullying, but it’s really a song about hope. I wrote the ending as a wish for a different outcome — a reminder that you are more than a profile or a poll result. If you're going through this, remember: the majority doesn't get to decide your future. You do. --------------------------------------------------- [Intro] [Verse 1] Scrolling through the static glow, Shadows SPEAK but never show. All these nights I'm freaking out, Fueled by the faceless CROWD! [Pre-Chorus] Every click feels like a stone, Thrown at glass that’s almost GONE! I dropped a post, no filter there, You hit “YES” like you don’t care. [Chorus] Why’d you let me fall? Why’d you vote me out? Your silence cuts like knives, You’re farming on my life. The screen became my cage, A stage of teenage rage. I'm breaking in your hands - That’s what you’re after next. [Verse 2] Numbers climbing, black and white, A twisted poll at two at night. Ghosted fast, then scrolled away, LOL— but I don’t play. [Pre-Chorus] Every vote erased my BREATH, Cheering shadows, feeding stress. IDK, did you even see The last post screaming OUT OF ME? [Chorus] Why’d you let me fall? Why’d you vote me out? Your silence cuts like knives, You’re farming on my life. The screen became my cage, A stage of teenage rage. I'm breaking in your hands - That’s what you’re after next. [Bridge] Hear me glitching through the wires, Burning from your dark desires. If I crash, don’t FAKE the tears, It’s YOUR voices in my ears. [Breakdown] “Screw this noise…" You think it’s a game. You reveled in my pain Again and again! [Final Chorus] Why’d you let me fall? Why’d you vote me out? Your silence cuts like knives, You’re farming on my life. The screen became my cage, But I won't die, I'll change. I stepped out of the frame - I’m not part of your game. Not anymore... [Outro]
