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Lost In The Loop
Funk
Lost In The Loop was released on October 22, 2025 by Codalyne as a part of the album Madness of the Internet
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Release DateOctober 22, 2025
LabelCodalyne
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joe Schaack
Joe Schaack
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joe Schaack
Joe Schaack
Executive Producer

Lyrics

You ever feel like you're scrolling… but nothing loads?
Like your thoughts got cached… in someone else's code?
I'm stuck in the loop, where the code don't compile,
Streamin' my fears with a two-second smile.
Echo chamber open, got my truth in a net,
Livin' on likes, still drowning in debt.
Tabs on tabs like a mindless maze,
Auto-playing pain in a thousand ways.
I Google my symptoms, I Reddit my grief,
My VPN hiding a cracked belief.
Instagram filters on existential dread,
Scroll paralysis, can't get outta bed.
Captcha says "prove you're real" — I can't,
Bot or human? Depends on the rant.
Lost in the loop, can't break free,
Tag me, drag me—who am I, really?
Click, swipe, type, repeat,
Heart goes cold when the app says "sweet."
Log me out, I need a sign,
Too many tabs open in this head of mine.
Signal low, but the noise is loud—
Where's the truth in a digital crowd?
I Zoom through days in a muted blur,
Scrollin' past meaning in a sponsored slur.
Crypto dreams in an unstable state,
Swiped right on fate, now I over-relate.
Spam in my inbox, shame in my cart,
Add to wishlist the pieces of my heart.
Ghosted on Discord, blocked in real life,
Terms agreed without reading the strife.
My feed knows me better than I know my kin,
Deepfake smiles on recycled skin.
Logged in since '09, still tryna connect,
But my timeline's just a side effect.
Lost in the loop, can't break free,
Tag me, drag me—who am I, really?
Click, swipe, type, repeat,
Heart goes cold when the app says "sweet."
Log me out, I need a sign,
Too many tabs open in this head of mine.
Signal low, but the noise is loud—
Where's the truth in a digital crowd?
TikTok ticking in my circadian code,
Upload my soul, watch it auto-load.
Emoji cry, but no real tears,
I'm liked by strangers, ignored by peers.
AI whisperin', "You're doing just fine,"
While I rewrite my trauma in a status line.
Two-factor life with no backup key,
My mirror's a selfie, but it don't see me.
Bandwidth low, but my mind still races,
Pop-ups preachin' in ten open cases.
Livestream anxiety, autoplay doom,
Reality's buffering in this glitchy room.
Memes as therapy, threads for relief,
But I'm lost in translation with no disbelief.
Got receipts, got links, but no peace,
Logged in too long—I just want release.
Lost in the loop, can't break free,
Tag me, drag me—who am I, really?
Click, swipe, type, repeat,
Heart goes cold when the app says "sweet."
Log me out, I need a sign,
Too many tabs open in this head of mine.
Signal low, but the noise is loud—
Where's the truth in a digital crowd?
You've reached the end of your scroll.
No new messages.
Would you like to refresh… or remember?
Written by: Joe Schaack
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