When I first discovered dating apps, I probably had a fairly naive view of relationships. I thought that more connections would naturally lead to more genuine encounters. Instead, I found something strange. We've never had more ways to communicate, yet I've never seen so many people afraid to become attached. Over time, I started feeling like relationships were becoming less about two human beings meeting and more about navigating a system. A place where validation is currency, where image is protected, where nobody wants to appear too interested, too vulnerable, or too sincere. What struck me the most is that none of this was really new. Movies like "Hitch", "Equilibrium", "Elysium", "The Prestige", "Million Dollar Baby", "Fight Club", and even "Back To The Future" had already been talking about authenticity, emotions, competition, choice, and humanity. It was almost as if the answers had always been right in front of us. That's why I wrote "Broken Movie". Because sometimes it feels like we're living inside a film whose script broke somewhere along the way. The characters are still here. The emotions are still here. But something between the two got lost. This song explores that modern paradox: being surrounded by thousands of connections while feeling profoundly disconnected. It talks about the faces that keep following us from one platform to another, the endless advice filling our feeds, and that strange feeling that love sometimes resembles a contract signed with a pen between our teeth more than a spontaneous human connection. And ultimately, it asks a very simple question. What if what we're missing isn't another theory, but simply the courage to be human again? =======≠=========================== #VERSE I signed up curious, didn't know the rules Just faces in a carousel, pretending not to choose A match on Monday evening A ghost by Friday night Nobody called it loneliness They called it keeping options right #VERSE I learned the art of waiting Three dots that never came Conversations full of sparks That vanished just the same Afraid to care too quickly Afraid to look too weak We started measuring silence Before we learned to speak #PRE-CHORUS More attention every day Less connection every night Everybody wants the feeling Nobody wants the fight #CHORUS We've never been so connected Yet never felt so alone Millions of conversations Still scrolling through our phones We turned people into options Turned hearts into a marketplace Now everybody's running But nobody wins the race #VERSE So I deleted every profile Or at least that's what I thought Then those same familiar faces Followed every app I brought TikTok became a dating room Instagram became desire Old matches feeding algorithms Throwing gasoline on fire #VERSE Now every wound has a podcast Every doubt has its guide Every feeling has a coach Explaining what lives inside We're drowning under answers While asking something small How did being authentic Become the hardest thing of all #PRE-CHORUS "Hitch" told us to be honest "Equilibrium" said feelings have their place "Elysium" dreamed there was room for everyone "The Prestige" warned us what happens when life becomes a race #CHORUS We've never been so connected Yet never felt so alone Millions of conversations Still scrolling through our phones We turned people into options Turned hearts into a marketplace Now everybody's running But nobody wins the race #BRIDGE Now everybody's "Million Dollar Baby" Fighting not to lose their place Showing only perfect angles Hiding every crack they face And sometimes modern love feels less like love Than terms and conditions we sign Giving away pieces of ourselves With a pen held between our teeth and a smile #OUTRO I miss when people were people Before every heart became a case Before every feeling needed labels Before every bond became a race Sometimes I wish I could go back Not to relive who I used to be Just to sit beside "Back To The Future" And remember a little peace in me Because somewhere along the journey Between the swipes and endless advice We accidentally built a "Fight Club" Inside our private lives Maybe we're not missing knowledge Maybe we're not missing a plan Maybe we're just missing permission To simply be human againmore