Lyric

They said the radio is dead

I hear it breathing

Through the static

Late-night glow on a cracked old dial

One voice cuts clean through a rusted mile

No plastic shine, no perfect lie

Just teeth, just truth, just “stay alive.”

They sell a filter, they sell a mask

But my heart wants raw when the world wants fast

CLAP! CLAP! (CLAP! CLAP!) STAY! ALIVE! (STAY! ALIVE!)

No auto-tune, no golden cage tonight!

CLAP! CLAP! (CLAP! CLAP!) STAY! ALIVE! (STAY! ALIVE!)

If you’re still listening—YOU’RE MY TYPE!

(CIRCLE PIT! CIRCLE PIT!)

New year, same song, same sacred spark

From kitchen floors to the freeway dark

I drove it loud through every town

One track turns a lonely life around

Generations change, but the nerve stays lit

One beat—one breath—everybody hits

Two hands up—no stage required!

Whole room singing—whole world wired!

If you’re here in 2026—

YOU’RE STILL FIRE!

CLAP! CLAP! (CLAP! CLAP!) STAY! ALIVE! (STAY! ALIVE!)

Turn it up till your doubts can’t bite!

CLAP! CLAP! (CLAP! CLAP!) STAY! ALIVE! (STAY! ALIVE!)

Timeless sound in a disposable time!

(CIRCLE PIT! CIRCLE PIT!)

Somewhere out there—

A signal’s still holding us