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NYZA ORIGINALS

Wavelength

FUNK 95 BPM 3:04 Official Lyric Video

He's in a city of eight million people, scrolling through old voice notes at 2am—her laugh crackling through phone speakers in a hotel room where the walls don't know his name. Three thousand miles away, she's making coffee in their kitchen, muscle memory pouring two cups, and the second one sits untouched until it goes cold.

Lyrics

Verse 1 Two mugs in the sink, your side's still dry I'm reading texts like they're scripture, tryna decode why The city hums but it don't sound like home Every stranger's got a face I almost know Your playlist on repeat, I'm a ghost in your room Walking through these streets like I'm walking through you Chorus I'm on a wavelength only you receive Signals crossing oceans, you don't hear me breathe I'm tuned to frequencies that don't exist here Give me the static, baby—at least you're clear Verse 2 Your coffee's getting cold and I'm getting cold too Mile markers between us, but I'm still reaching you They say home is a feeling, not a place But I'd trade this whole city just to see your face I'm the echo of your voice bouncing off hotel walls You're the only signal that don't make me fall Chorus I'm on a wavelength only you receive Signals crossing oceans, you don't hear me breathe I'm tuned to frequencies that don't exist here Give me the static, baby—at least you're clear Bridge So I'll stay plugged in, won't disconnect Your distance is the only thing I won't forget I'm homesick for a person, not a place I'm homesick for the way you call my name Outro Tuned to you Always tuned to you