Frequency
Suburban Tribe Lyrics

Sunday morning nine o'clock
The beginning of the story where the singer wakes up on a Sunday morning.

I start to roll over
The singer begins to stretch their body, ready to start the day.

her voice fills my every cell
The singer hears the voice of someone they love and it affects them deeply, filling them with emotion.

I'm gliding out of time
The artist feels a sense of euphoria and disconnection from reality because of the voice they are hearing.

My dial's locked on her frequency
The artist is entranced by the voice and can't think of anything else.

Diving in electric waves
The singer feels as if they are diving into a sea of electricity, completely consumed by the voice's power.

the surface far above
The singer feels like they are far away from the real world, floating in a new realm filled with the voice's energy.

no need for solid ground or air
The artist is lost in the voice's embrace and doesn't need anything else to feel alive.

I'm losing track of place
The artist feels disorientated and doesn't know where they are because the voice has taken over their existence completely.

Around and around this room I go
The artist is pacing around a room, unable to sit still because of the intensity of their emotions.

operator told me to hang on
A voice tells the singer to wait patiently, suggesting that they may be waiting for a phone connection.

a friendly word is what I'm losing her
The artist fears losing the connection with the voice and is hoping for a comforting word to keep them together.

Day sixteen, i'm in the net
The story jumps forward sixteen days and the singer is now connected to a digital network of some kind.

my body's barely alive
The singer is close to death or exhaustion, possibly due to their obsession with the voice they have been hearing.

subconsciousness alarming me
The singer is having frightening thoughts, possibly due to the state of their mind after being absorbed by the voice.

there's only moment's left
The artist knows they are running out of time, possibly because they are dying, and is feeling overwhelmed with urgency.

Still I am locked on her Frequency
Despite everything happening around them, the artist is still completely consumed by the voice's frequency.

hopelessly I am locked on her Frequency
The singer feels hopeless and lost, unable to pull themselves away from the voice's hold on them.

on her frequency
The singer is entirely focused on the voice's frequency and nothing else.

Her voice is always in the air
The artist is constantly surrounded by the voice's presence and can't escape it even if they wanted to.

inside my head, I just can't bare
The artist is starting to feel overwhelmed and unable to cope with the intensity of their emotions.

I'll never get to her this way
The artist realizes that they will never be able to fully connect with the voice and is feeling hopeless about the situation.

she keeps hanging on
The singer feels like the voice is intentionally keeping them trapped and unable to move on from their obsession.

Please someone cut the cable
The artist is begging for help, asking someone to disconnect them from the voice and their dangerous obsession.

now
The singer's desperation is growing and they need help immediately.