🎧 DEΔDWΔVES – Channel 9 (Official Audio)
🎞️ A surreal love story trapped inside a perfect world that isn’t real.
“Channel 9” is a darkly cinematic indie pop song about two lovers who realize they’re living inside a TV show — and decide to break free.
It’s eerie, nostalgic, and strangely romantic — blending The Truman Show energy with lo-fi beats, neon melancholy, and a rebellion against perfection.
Because sometimes, the realest love is the one that refuses to follow the script.
🖤 For anyone who’s ever felt like life was too polished — too rehearsed — and still found something real inside it.
🎶 Genre: Indie Pop • Dream Pop • Lo-Fi Alt Pop • Cinematic Pop • Surreal Romance
🎛️ Written & Produced by: DEΔDWΔVES
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📺 Lyrics – “Channel 9”
Woke up to laughter through the wall,
Neighbors smile, but they don’t talk at all.
Coffee’s poured before we move,
The credits roll to our morning groove.
Every sunrise feels rehearsed,
Clouds in the sky look copy-pursed.
You said, “Babe, don’t you find it strange,
How nothing here ever seems to change?”
We’re picture-perfect, frame by frame,
The world’s too clean, it’s all the same.
You looked at me and softly said,
“I think the script got to our heads.”
We’re livin’ in a TV show,
Where the cameras roll and we don’t know.
Every smile feels staged, every tear’s on cue,
But I only trust what’s real in you.
They call “Cut!” when we start to fight,
The rain turns on with perfect light.
Yeah, the world’s a lie, but our love feels right—
Just two hearts trapped on Channel 9 tonight.
I waved to the guy who mows the lawn,
He’s looped that same scene since dawn.
Every billboard knows our name,
“Perfect couple” in a picture frame.
You caught the mic boom in the sky,
Said, “They’re watchin’ us — we’re just their why.”
I pulled you close, said, “Let’s make it count,
Even if the lights all burn us out.”
The extras freeze when we break script,
A car drove by — then it just flipped.
You laughed and said, “Let’s leave this town,”
Before the network takes us down.
We’re livin’ in a TV show,
Where the cameras roll and we don’t know.
Every line we speak feels too rehearsed,
But I’d still fall for you unrehearsed.
There’s no rewind, no second take,
But baby, we’ll escape the fake.
Yeah, the world’s a lie, but our hearts still shine—
Just two souls lost on Channel 9.
Roll the credits, fade to black,
But I won’t play what they want back.
Pull the plug, we’ll run offscreen,
Past the laugh track, through the dream.
You said, “They’ll never let us go,”
I said, “Then let’s steal the show.”
We’ll write our ending, scene by scene,
Real love in a fake routine.
Cue the tears, cue the rain,
Cue the world we can’t explain.
But when you look at me that way,
The fiction fades, the lines decay.
I don’t need the fame or lights,
Just you, unscripted, every night.
We’re livin’ in a TV show,
Where the truth’s beneath the status quo.
Every kiss is filmed, every dream’s designed,
But I’ll find you outside the line.
When they say “Cut,” we’ll improvise,
Jump the fence to real blue skies.
Yeah, the world’s a lie, but our love’s divine—
We’ll break the screen and leave Channel 9.
Static hums, then silence grows,
Hand in hand, the curtain slows.
No more lights, no scripted sign—
Just me and you,
Outside the line.
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