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Archived

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R&B/Soul

Archived was released on April 1, 2026 by IG.2 as a part of the album After You

Song Details

Release DateApril 1, 2026

LabelIG.2

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM89

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

IG.2

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

IG.2

Composer, Lyrics

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

IG.2

Producer

Lyrics

Badge “1” blinks in a quiet corner,

old thread washed-out and thin.

“hey, you up?” slides past midnight—

I swipe it down, exhale, grin.

Pinned once, now buried folder,

the moon icon guards my night.

Weekend math I know by muscle:

lonely thumbs, recycled reach.

Your pings once shook me open;

now they just prove how far I’ve gone.

I don’t explain my quiet—

my silence is the one.

I’m not your late-night fallback,

I’m not your empty time.

You’re archived—do not disturb,

you’re archived—do not disturb.

You fish with lazy small talk,

I mute you every time.

You’re archived—do not disturb,

you’re archived—do not disturb.

“Passed your street”—same two-thumb courage;

I used to screenshot hurt,

sent my friends the broken pieces,

asked if I deserved worse.

Now coffee holds its quiet,

my playlist doesn’t move.

The typing bubble blinks and fades—

I let it die, unproved.

You talk like nothing happened;

I used to lose the night.

Now DND says everything—

I pick my peace, not fight.

I won’t be spare attention,

I won’t be lowercase.

You’re archived—do not disturb,

you’re archived—do not disturb.

No more “miss your face” coupons,

no more revolving gate.

You’re archived—do not disturb,

you’re archived—do not disturb.

Didn’t block you—I filed you deeper;

my calm won’t jump for names.

If quiet feels like consequence, wear it—

I’m done curating flames.

Relax—it’s just a message, why you acting brand-new?

We didn’t end that ugly, could’ve kept it casual too.

Don’t make it something heavy, I was bored, not chasing vows.

You loved the mess, be honest—don’t get precious now.

If you’re not busy later, drop a pin—or maybe don’t.

I text when I feel like it, checking schedules? No, I won’t.

You used to answer faster, now you’re married to the hush.

Whatever—keep the moon on. If I want, I’ll hit you up.

You think I’m still on standby—fuck.

You call a drunk text “closure”—fuck.

You miss the girl who’d break for you—fuck.

You dial me like a habit—fuck.

You’re archived—do not disturb,

you’re archived—do not disturb.

I used to break at your buzzing,

now I let the silence work.

You’re archived—do not disturb,

you’re archived—do not disturb.

You say “just remembering”—fuck.

You say “just one drink”—fuck.

You say “still up? 2:03”—fuck.

You say “be cool”? Fuck.

Conversation moved.

File closed.

Fuck.

Written by: IG.2

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