Off the Grid

And the sound of the dial tone is playin' on and on

I've got a thousand friends, but I've never met any of em
So disconnected, it's reflected in the way we've become
Follow and give me a like and don't forget to subscribe

I get a dozen phone calls a day from a robot in Idaho
With information on a credit card that I've never owned
How'd you get my number? Take me off your list

And the sound of the dial tone is playin' on and on

I'd die just to go off the grid
And make room for these thoughts in my head
Throw my phone in the pool and watch it sink down down down

Disconnect it all, it's making me sick
Pull the plug, I'm too dependent on it
Bury me in the ground and watch me fall off the grid

The number you're trying to reach is always screening your calls
It's nothing personal, I'm a little anxious is all
I get no comfort in knowing you're just a phone call away

But the sound of the dial tone is playin' on and on

I'd die just to go off the grid
And make room for these thoughts in my head
Throw my phone in the pool and watch it sink down down down

Disconnect it all, it's making me sick
Pull the plug, I'm too dependent on it
Bury me in the ground and watch me fall off the grid

Maybe I've just had enough
Maybe oughta toughen up
Maybe I don't have it in me to compare with everyone

Isn't there another way
I don't wanna face today again, again

I'd die just to go off the grid
And make room for these thoughts in my head
Throw my phone in the pool and watch it sink down down down

Disconnect it all, it's making me sick
Pull the plug, I'm too dependent on it
Bury me in the ground and watch me fall off the grid

Isn't there another way
I don't want to face today again



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Writer(s): Eric Taft
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