[Intro]
[Whisper, pitched layers]
“taste the green light…”
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[Verse 1]
Your halo’s humming neon green,
you laugh like gasoline.
You say I’m safe between your teeth—
I taste the in-between.
Midnight’s keeping quiet score,
I keep coming back for more;
you write your name in static on
my rusted bedroom door.
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[Pre 1]
Close—like a rumor in my lungs,
I wear your thunder on my tongue.
If falling is a language, say it slow—
teach me every no.
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[Chorus 1 → Drop]
Neon hemlock on your lips,
kiss me slow and let me slip.
Silver promises that sting—
I wear your venom like a ring.
If it’s wrong, then make it right,
pour your poison in the light.
Say you love me / make me numb—
[Hold "numb" Into drop]
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[Drop 1]
[Vocal chops over twisted motif]
“lo—ve me— make— me— numb—”
[“numb” stuttered into 1/16 rolls, pitch shifts ±3st]
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[Post 1]
Tell me where the daylight went;
I keep your shadow as my rent.
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[Verse 2]
You crown me with a glowstick thorn,
a paper monarch torn.
You tune my pulse to minor keys—
a choir made of warnings.
We dance on razors in the rain,
you autograph my pain;
but when your hands are hurricanes,
I beg you: blow again.
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[Pre 2]
Close—like a rumor in my lungs,
I wear your thunder on my tongue.
If falling is a language, say it slow—
teach me every no.
[bigger ad-libs, octave-up doubles]
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[Chorus 2 → Drop]
Neon hemlock on your lips,
kiss me slow and let me slip.
Silver promises that sting—
I wear your venom like a ring.
If it’s wrong, then make it right,
pour your poison in the light.
Say you love me / make me numb—
[Hold "numb" Into drop again]
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[Drop 2 – 2:54–3:09]
[Motif returns, octave-up harmony, choir pad under]
“love me— make— me— numb—”
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[Bridge / False Drop – 3:09–3:29]
[Spoken, intimate whisper]
“If mercy had a color, it would look like this—”
[Sung, floating]
I bloom where all the warnings live,
black honey, let me drink and give.
[Spoken]
“Count to ten.”
[Sung, tense build]
I never learned to quit the night—
come overdose me with your light.
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[Final Chorus - Drop]
Neon hemlock, make me brave,
I’m addicted to the way
you say “forever” like a blade—
sing my name and misbehave.
[Overlaid with Drop motif + chopped ad-libs]
“love me— make— me— numb—”
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[Outro]
[Whisper, fading into hiss]
“taste the green light…”
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