TURN IT OFF [TURN ME ON] — by Lucid Hertz

[Intro
[count-in + clap]]
One, two—lights low… here we go.

Neon in the rain, city in my veins,
screen keeps calling out my name.
Headlines in my head, heartbeat on read—
tonight I’m breaking with the thread.
Pocket goes dark, pulse goes bright,
feet find rhythm under streetlight.
I don’t want noise, I want a sign—
something human, something mine.

I feel it lift when the static is gone,
skin to sky like a switch turned on.
If it didn’t start in the chest, I pass—
I want fire, not painted glass.

Turn it off—turn me on,
kill the glow, keep the dawn.
Hands up—hearts on,
we don’t need the feed to belong.
Turn it off—turn me on,
feel the truth come rushing strong.
Eyes wide—night long,
we don’t need the feed to belong.

]
Oh-oh, oh-oh—turn it off, turn me on.
Oh-oh, oh-oh—turn it off, turn me on.

Your laugh cuts through like a bassline clean,
real as rain on a limousine.
Billboards fade, and the stars say “stay,”
every breath is a better way.
No borrowed shine, no rented crown,
gold from the inside, pouring out.
Write our names on the midnight air—
proof we were always there.

I feel it lift when the static is gone,
skin to sky like a switch turned on.
If it didn’t start in the chest, I pass—
I want fire, not painted glass.

Turn it off—turn me on,
kill the glow, keep the dawn.
Hands up—hearts on,
we don’t need the feed to belong.
Turn it off—turn me on,
feel the truth come rushing strong.
Eyes wide—night long,
we don’t need the feed to belong.

]
Breathe in, hold—hear the city hush.
Let the real thing hit like a tidal rush.
If love needs likes, then the light is gone—
pull the plug, let the soul come on.

Oh-oh, oh-oh—turn it off, turn me on.
Oh-oh, oh-oh—turn it off, turn me on.

]
Turn it off—turn me on,
kill the glow, keep the dawn.
Hands up—hearts on,
we don’t need the feed to belong.
Turn it off—turn me on,
feel the truth come rushing strong.
Eyes wide—night long—
we don’t need the feed to belong.

[Outro
[tag]]
Lights low. Hearts loud.
Turn it off… turn me on.