[Intro] [Low transmission...] ... Do you hear that? That's not static. That's somebody smiling too loudly. [Verse I] Every hallway turns pink when you arrive, Hearts in the air, everybody feels alive. You wave once, another squad forgets their plan. Efficient... Annoying... Impressive. I almost understand. You call it destiny. I call it excellent timing. You call it love. I call it suspiciously good marketing. [Pre-Chorus] I don't collect admirers. I don't sparkle when I speak. Still... People keep following The quiet frequency. [Chorus] Cold Heart Frequency, Broadcasting silently. No fireworks, No fantasy, Just gravity. You're dancing through the galaxy. I'm drifting through the dark. Some chase your constellation. Some navigate by stars. Cold Heart Frequency... You hear me Long after I leave. [Verse II] Your wardrobe could blind satellites. Mine disappears inside the night. You hand out kisses by the dozen. I hand out eye contact... If you've earned it. You collect cheers. I collect silence. Funny thing... Both fill arenas. [Dark Nova] No offense, Baby... Oh wait, much offence, Baby. You're adorable but, The rebellion needs chains. Somebody also has to Turn off the lights. [Verse III] You twirl through Bubble Orbit. I haunt abandoned stations. Your fans bring flowers. Mine bring old vinyl On their knees. You flirt with every checkpoint. I make security nervous Without saying a word. Efficiency. [Bridge] Then somewhere A distorted guitar Bleeds through orbital static. One voice, Worn thin by a thousand mistakes. I never say it out loud. Some frequencies Are better left unspoken. [Final Chorus] Cold Heart Frequency, No glitter. No apologies. If Baby Nova opens every door, I'll be waiting Behind the last one. Two signals. One rebellion. One burns bright. One burns forever. [Outro] ... Transmission stable. Orbital channel secured. See you Between the songs.
