[Intro- Clean, delay-heavy guitar intro. It sounds underwater. Slow drum build-up]
[Verse 1- Clean Vocals, Breathy, almost spoken]
I watch the way you wait by the phone
A statue carved in devotion to a ghost
You’re dissecting every word they wrote
Looking for a pulse in a dead note
And I’m standing right here in the frame
But you only speak my language when you’re in pain.
[pre-Chorus- distorted Guitars fade in - Vocals turn into a fry scream/grit]
You’re starving for a crumb of their attention
While I’m drowning in the flood of your rejection!
We’re just two beggars at different gates
Praying to gods who have sealed our fates!
[Chorus- Soaring Clean Vocals - Wall of Sound instrumentation]
We are running in circles, chasing the sun
Blind to the damage that we have become
You’re reaching for hands that will push you away
And I’m dying to hold you, but you’ll never stay
[Screamed Call-out]
WE ARE PARALLEL LINES!
[Clean]
Destined to follow, but never collide.
[Verse 2- bass-heavy groove - Vocals are aggressive/mid-range screams]
Does it sting when they look right through you?
Like you’re glass? Like you’re air?
Does it burn when they don't care?
GOOD.
Because that’s the hell that you put me through
I’m the mirror image of you!
You’re bleeding out for a heart of stone
And leaving me here to bleed alone!
[Bridge- shoegaze Section - Sudden drop to silence, then massive fuzz/reverb wall. Ethereal, falsetto vocals]
[Whisper]
They don’t love you...
[Singing]
I see the way you break when they walk by
It’s the same way I shatter when I catch your eye
We’re both in love with an empty space
We’re both haunting the wrong place.
[Breakdown- Tempo slows down drastically. Djent-style staccato riff. Low guttural screams]
STOP.
LOOK AT ME!
STOP LOOKING AT THEM!
YOU ARE CHASING A SHADOW
WHILE I AM CHASING A GHOST
WE ARE THE THINGS WE HATE THE MOST!
[Silence for 2 beats]
UNLOVED!
UNTOUCHED!
UNDOONE!
[Outro- Clean guitars return, fading into feedback]
[Clean Vocals]
I can’t save you from the fall...
Because I’m too busy falling for it all.
[Spoken]
Just look at me.
[Final chord rings out into static]
Atlantica
