300 Year Blood Curse

[Verse 1]
You tried to drink my light
Picked me apart in the quiet
Every word
A little slow poison
I learned to name every riot
I watched your smile go empty
Like glass eyes on a painted face
You practiced charm like a language
But I tasted the hollow in your praise (mm)
[Chorus]
So here’s your 300 year blood curse
Every touch you fake will turn to dust
Every mask you wear will crack in public
They’ll see the hunger
See the rust
You tried to kill my soul
Now the spell snaps back
Unrehearsed
You are nothing
Nothing to me
Just the echo of a broken first (oh)
[Verse 2]
I buried your voice in the backyard
Under salt
Under iron
Under ash
Wrote your name in a circle of silence
Let the wax run out
Let it crash
You’ll chase love like a fever
It’ll slip right through your grip
Every mirror will whisper your secrets
Every gaze will read your script
[Chorus]
So here’s your 300 year blood curse
Every touch you fake will turn to dust
Every mask you wear will crack in public
They’ll see the hunger
See the rust
You tried to kill my soul
Now the spell snaps back
Unrehearsed
You are nothing
Nothing to me
Just the echo of a broken first
[Bridge]
Three hundred years of almost
Three hundred years of "stay" then run
Feel every tear you staged for me
Come back
One by one (one by one)
[Chorus]
So take your 300 year blood curse
May your lies grow heavy as stone
Every room you charm will fall silent
Every crowd will leave you alone
You tried to kill my soul
But I walked out wild and free
You are nothing
Less than a ghost
And that’s the last of you in me (yeah)

Smoky trip-hop with female vocals; dusty drum loop, subby bass, and woozy Rhodes chords. Verse sits close and intimate with whispered doubles and distant vinyl crackle; chorus blooms into reverb-drenched harmonies, reverse-cymbal swells, and warped guitar textures. Bridge leans psychedelic with tape-delay echoes and filtered keys before a final, stripped-down hook., trip hop, soul