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{stuttering synths fading in,
kitchen sink foley draining rhythmically} {breathless female vocal ad-libs}
Five hundred sixty-two, don't wanna feel a thing,
Dueña del vacío, where the echoes sting.
"Harou le medina", I'm fried on the balcony,
"Throw up in the kitchen sink",
una danza di agonia.
Sensibilitas extincta.
{insistent breathless delivery} I am the Numb,
the sink, the minute,
the tongue-tied ghost, Dueña del silencio,
of the feelings I fear the most.
"I don't wanna feel anything",
c'est ma protection, "Push past my limits",
nella mia disconnessione.
Vacuitas tuta. {soaring yet detached vocal peak} No cap,
it’s the birth, the beautiful,
the kitchen floor, Reclamando mi paz,
shutting the bedroom door.
C’est pas du brain rot,
c’est le reboot de l'âme,
I’m 4K numb, sovereign,
and I’m holding the flame.
Partus pulcherrimus. {steady defiant flow} It ate,
the "everything"—no crumbs of the pain,
Soy la soberana, walking in the rain.
Je suis la souveraine qui a tout éteint pour renaître,
And that’s the real vibe,
the void is the master.
Silentium potentiae.
{building tension with
half-time
feel} I am the Numb,
the sink, the minute,
the tongue-tied ghost, Dueña del silencio,
of the feelings I fear the most.
"I don't wanna feel anything",
c'est ma protection, "Push past my limits",
nella mia disconnessione.
Vacuitas tuta. {full sovereign peak with ad-libs} 100% Tiguidou.
I don't feel anything.
No siento nada.
Je ne sens rien.
Nihil sentio.
Tiguidou.
{fading stuttered synths and sink drain foley to silence}