PUSH IT DOWN

Moodya

basscore

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[INTRO — whisper, phone-close]
Shh…
Don’t make it real.
Not out loud.

[VERSE 1 — slow phrases, leave air]
Battery low.
Head loud.
Newsfeed pouring like weather.

Rent. Clock.
Jobs like trapdoors.
A future priced like a joke.

Someone says “I’m not okay.”
My thumbs go fast.
Because speed looks like care
when I’m scared of staying.

We turned comfort into shortcuts:
a heart icon,
a brave sentence,
a “you got this” tossed like change.

I hate that I do it.
I do it anyway.

[HOOK — stutter/echo built with ()]
Push it down, push-push it down (down… down…)
Say “I’m fine”, say “I’m fine” (fine… fine…)
Keep it cute, keep it cute (cute… cute…)
Make it a joke, make it a loop (loop… loop…)

Text “you got this”, text “you got this” (got this… got this…)
Then I fade, then I fade (fade… fade…)
We don’t show up, we don’t show up (show up…)
We just push it down (down… down…)

[VERSE 2 — darker, still slow]
Anxiety wears manners.
It says “later.”
It says “don’t be dramatic.”

Burnout gets a trophy.
Loneliness gets rebranded
as “independent.”

Someone finally tells the truth —
plain —
and we answer with tactics.

Breathe app.
Gym plan.
Cold shower.
Anything but presence.

Because presence is slow.
Presence costs time.
Presence doesn’t fit a schedule.

So we pick the clean lie:
“you’ll be okay.”
Then we vanish
and call it boundaries.

[HOOK — repeat, heavier]
Push it down, push-push it down (down… down…)
Say “I’m fine”, say “I’m fine” (fine… fine…)
Keep it cute, keep it cute (cute… cute…)
Make it a joke, make it a loop (loop… loop…)

[MID-CUT — hard cut: sub + voice only]
I don’t need a fix.
I need a person.
I need you to stay…

Stay. Stay. Stay. (stay… stay…)

[FINAL HOOK — widest drop, still not fast]
Push it down? Not tonight (not tonight…)
Not me, not you (not me… not you…)

Say it out loud, say it out loud (out loud…)
Hold it close, hold-hold it close (hold it…)
Show up, show up (show up…)

We don’t show love as a slogan.
We don’t help from a distance.

Push it down — we lose (we lose…)
Hold it close — we move (we move…)

[OUTRO — whisper]
No big feelings?
Yeah.
That’s the problem.

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[INTRO — whisper, phone-close] Shh… Don’t make it real. Not out loud. [VERSE 1 — slow phrases, leave air] Battery low. Head loud. Newsfeed pouring like weather. Rent. Clock. Jobs like trapdoors. A future priced like a joke. Someone says “I’m not okay.” My thumbs go fast. Because speed looks like care when I’m scared of staying. We turned comfort into shortcuts: a heart icon, a brave sentence, a “you got this” tossed like change. I hate that I do it. I do it anyway. [HOOK — stutter/echo built with ()] Push it down, push-push it down (down… down…) Say “I’m fine”, say “I’m fine” (fine… fine…) Keep it cute, keep it cute (cute… cute…) Make it a joke, make it a loop (loop… loop…) Text “you got this”, text “you got this” (got this… got this…) Then I fade, then I fade (fade… fade…) We don’t show up, we don’t show up (show up…) We just push it down (down… down…) [VERSE 2 — darker, still slow] Anxiety wears manners. It says “later.” It says “don’t be dramatic.” Burnout gets a trophy. Loneliness gets rebranded as “independent.” Someone finally tells the truth — plain — and we answer with tactics. Breathe app. Gym plan. Cold shower. Anything but presence. Because presence is slow. Presence costs time. Presence doesn’t fit a schedule. So we pick the clean lie: “you’ll be okay.” Then we vanish and call it boundaries. [HOOK — repeat, heavier] Push it down, push-push it down (down… down…) Say “I’m fine”, say “I’m fine” (fine… fine…) Keep it cute, keep it cute (cute… cute…) Make it a joke, make it a loop (loop… loop…) [MID-CUT — hard cut: sub + voice only] I don’t need a fix. I need a person. I need you to stay… Stay. Stay. Stay. (stay… stay…) [FINAL HOOK — widest drop, still not fast] Push it down? Not tonight (not tonight…) Not me, not you (not me… not you…) Say it out loud, say it out loud (out loud…) Hold it close, hold-hold it close (hold it…) Show up, show up (show up…) We don’t show love as a slogan. We don’t help from a distance. Push it down — we lose (we lose…) Hold it close — we move (we move…) [OUTRO — whisper] No big feelings? Yeah. That’s the problem.

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