BIGGER THAN THE FEED (MIDNIGHT GIRLS REMIX)

DJ-forward dance anthem; four-on-the-floor drive; breakbeat fills;fierce, melodic, uplifting—lead vocal stays clean and human;128 BPM

A stadium-sized anti-social-media anthem written for the girls scrolling at midnight wondering if they're enough.

128 BPM dance-electronica that opens intimate (filtered kick + close-mic spoken-sung verses) and builds to maximal stadium hope. Phone-notification sounds morph into percussion. Choir layers behind the final chorus do the work of a whole room singing back. Tender on the verses, cathartic on the drops — the song moves like a friend who first listens, then lifts.

LYRICAL TERRITORY

Anti-comparison, anti-algorithm, pro-actually-existing. "You are not a post. You are not a poll. You are someone's whole future learning how to hold its soul." Mental-health-positive without being preachy.

SYNC PLACEMENTS

Brand campaigns targeting young women (Aerie, Glossier, Olipop territory). School-anti-bullying and youth-mental-health PSAs. Coming-of-age film montages. Streaming-platform "you are bigger than" series intros. Particularly strong fit for any campaign that wants to land on hope without saccharine.

COVER POTENTIAL

Pop vocalist with conscience — Maggie Rogers / Olivia Rodrigo / Sasha Sloan range. Lead vocal stays clean and human across the build, so a singer with conversational verse delivery and a lift on the chorus can carry it cleanly. Choir layers can be added or recreated by a backing group.

TRACKED

DJ-forward dance anthem; four-on-the-floor drive; breakbeat fills; side-chained "breathing" pads; vocal chops from the hook; electric guitar with shimmering reverb swells; optional electric cello chops for rhythmic bite. Bridge halves to bass + voice for full intimacy. Stems available; clean radio edit available on request.

LICENSE

Available for short-term sync or long-term ownership. Inquire for placement-specific quotes — youth-targeted campaigns get priority pricing.

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Lyrics

INTRO — THE ROOM GOES QUIET, THEN LISTENS

Hey.

I know it feels like the whole world fits in your pocket.

I know it feels like a comment can rewrite your face.

But listen—

VERSE 1 — THE WEIGHT IS REAL, BUT IT'S NOT FINAL

You're walking through a hallway made of mirrors

where everything gets graded as it moves.

The screen says: be this shape, this shade, this version—

and somehow every option makes you lose.

They'll love you for a minute, then move on to

the next girl with the right filter and light.

But you're not a trend. You're not a thumbnail.

And you're not what they say you are tonight.

And yeah — I know the likes feel like

proof that you exist.

But you existed long before

the algorithm noticed you,

and you'll exist long after.

PRE-CHORUS — THE REFRAME

You are not the number.

You are not the reach.

If it feels like the end tonight

is just a page, not the whole.

You're not a post, you're not a poll—

you're a universe learning to hold its own.

CHORUS — FIRST DROP

You are bigger than the feed,

bigger than the frame,

bigger than the comment section

calling out your name.

If it all went dark tonight,

if the phones went still—

you'd still be standing in the morning,

and that's the truth they can't install.

VERSE 2 — SOCIAL DRAMA AS WEATHER, NOT CLIMATE

They'll love you loud, then mute you quiet,

like your worth is something they can switch.

They'll form a circle, move the center,

make kindness feel like it has a price tag stitched.

One "best friend" can turn into a stranger

over nothing—over shoes, over seats, over tone—

and it hurts because your heart is honest,

because you're still building what you call home.

And yes—

it matters right now.

I'm not here to tell you it doesn't.

PRE-CHORUS 2 — THE REFRAME

I'm here to tell you:

this pain is real…

and it's still not the boss of you.

It's weather.

Not climate.

It passes through.

CHORUS — SECOND DROP, BIGGER

You are bigger than the feed,

bigger than the drama,

bigger than the story

someone else is spinning for ya.

Let them talk — let them try.

You've got whole decades in your eyes.

BRIDGE — STRIP DOWN TO HONESTY

Some days it's gonna feel like the walls are the world.

Some days the feed is gonna feel like the only mirror.

And that's okay. That's real.

But here's what's also real:

You are not a post.

You are not a poll.

You are someone's whole future

learning how to hold its soul.

You don't need to win every room.

You only need to keep your spirit intact.

Some girls become smaller to be liked.

You don't have to.

You can stay bright.

You can stay kind.

You can stay dangerous—

in the way the truth is dangerous.

FINAL BUILD — LIGHTS UP

Bigger… bigger… bigger…

FINAL CHORUS — STADIUM HOPE

You are bigger than the feed,

bigger than the frame,

bigger than the person

who can't say your name

without trying to shrink it.

Let them talk—let them try.

You've got whole decades in your eyes.

If it feels like the world tonight

is a single crowded screen,

remember:

the ocean doesn't panic

when a raindrop hits the sea.

You are bigger than the feed.

You are the whole thing.

OUTRO — AFTERGLOW

This is just right now.

You're forever.