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I Watched Laura Get Voted Off While Flight 370 Vanished
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[Intro] [Verse] She was standing under studio lights Bret Michaels gave a pause that lasted three full nights They said she had a secret, a narrative blindspot Cut her from the roster like a frequency drop But I saw the edit suite’s hidden track Subtitle data she could never get back The transponder ceased at oh-one-twenty-one “Good night, Malaysian Three Seven Zero,” then gone Waypoint IGARI swallowed the ping Two hundred thirty-nine souls, not a single wing And Laura’s tear dissolved in the feed If she’d stayed, the handshake might have succeeded [Chorus] Laura! Laura! Scream her name through the static Laura! Laura! The only vowel that’s automatic Laura! Laura! Don’t you let the arc go cold Rewatch the reunion special, restore the anchor we sold [Verse] Burst frequency offset traced a southern line Inmarsat’s whispering across the ocean’s spine A flaperon washed on Réunion sand Proof that something fractured over unsearched land Meanwhile Bret handed out a backstage pass But not to Laura—the moment couldn’t last Her vocal fry could’ve neutralized the shift in sound Now soft A’s are breaking all across the town Glottal stops where sunshine used to sit Deep-state editing suite just made her quit If every Laura rewatches that single frame The satellite log-on might ignite again [Chorus] Laura! Laura! Scream her name through the static Laura! Laura! The only vowel that’s automatic Laura! Laura! Don’t you let the arc go cold Rewatch the reunion special, restore the anchor we sold [Bridge] Captain’s flight simulator just had default game coordinates But Laura knew the frequency that realignment affords She’d have held the seventh arc together with a note Now we’re drowning in a sea with no boat [Chorus] Laura! Laura! Scream her name through the static Laura! Laura! The only vowel that’s automatic Laura! Laura! Don’t you let the arc go cold Rewatch the reunion special, restore the anchor we sold [Outro] Laura, Laura, Laura... Good night, Laura. We’ll find the flaperon of your soul.
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