[Intro- A thick, sliding analog sub-bass and a slow, dragging trap beat. Hazy, pitch-shifted clean guitars echo in the background]
[Verse- sluggish trap grooves lock in. The guitars are completely washed out in delay, playing a sultry, hypnotic melody on the off-beats.]
[Vocals: Close to the mic, breathy, raspy]
Tracing the skyline, tasting the ash.
Your fingertips on my neck, a chemical flash.
The city is humming, the frequency is low,
I'm drinking the venom with nowhere to go.
The exhaust from the street leaking into the room,
Wrapped in the silk, but it feels like a tomb.
I try to think straight, but the edges are blurred...
I'm losing my mind on your every word.
[Pre-Chorus- A heavy heartbeat kick drum drops in. A dissonant, fuzzed-out guitar bends slowly in the background, building a woozy tension.]
My head is heavy, the static is loud.
A ghost in the center of a toxic crowd.
I can feel the sickness starting to sink...
[Chorus- absolute shoegaze devastation. The track erupts into a massive, hazy wall of Drop F fuzz and crashing cymbals]
You and the world are poison to my brain!
A slow-motion drip of the ache in my veins!
I'm choking on the air that you breathe out!
Drowning in the haze, suffocating in the doubt!
A beautiful infection I can't wash away...
Rotting my mind at the end of the day.
[Verse- Instantly drops back to the sultry, sluggish bass groove. The heavy guitars vanish, leaving a hypnotic, chorus-drenched bassline]
Serotonin drained, the chemicals crash.
Sweeping up the pieces of the shattered glass.
You whisper in my ear but it sounds like a threat,
The world is a fever I can't break just yet.
The headlines are bleeding, your lips are a drug,
I’m pulling the wire, I’m pulling the plug.
A lethal injection wrapped up in a kiss...
I don't have the strength to pull out of the abyss.
[Pre-Chorus- the heartbeat drum and woozy, bending fuzz guitar return, panning across the speakers.]
My head is heavy, the static is loud.
A ghost in the center of a toxic crowd.
I can feel the sickness starting to sink...
[Chorus- The massive, euphoric wall of fuzzed-out sound slams back in, heavy and hypnotic.]
You and the world are poison to my brain!
A slow-motion drip of the ache in my veins!
I'm choking on the air that you breathe out!
Drowning in the haze, suffocating in the doubt!
A beautiful infection I can't wash away...
Rotting my mind at the end of the day.
[Bridge- The drums cut entirely. Just a lone, weeping clean guitar drenched in reverb. Slowly, a heavy, distorted bass slide drags the tempo down to a crawl.]
I need to isolate.
I need to cut the feed.
You're a fucking parasite.
And I'm starting to bleed.
I'M STARTING TO BLEED!
[Intrumental solo]
[Outro- the heavy, sluggish breakdown continues, washed over by the soaring, dreamy shoegaze clean guitars]
You and the world are poison...
GET OUT OF MY HEAD!
A beautiful infection...
Rotting my mind...
[Tempo slows and the vibe shifts]
[Intrumental break]
Atlantica
