Hollow Room Confessions

I felt you in the kitchen,

but the air was just a snare,

Meaw meaw meaw meaw,

spooked because you weren't there.

I am the architect of harmony,

leaving the phantom behind.

"Something, something," you said,

but the words were never fair,

Meaw meaw meaw meaw,

breathing in the empty prayer.

{raw midnight bedroom intimacy,

female vocal close-mic} So I stop and fill the gaps,

promise not to laugh!

Meaw meaw

meaw meaw, cutting the haunting in half.

You’re a figment of my imagination,

and I fucking hate it,

Meaw meaw meaw meaw,

through the trap, through the punk,

through the dream,

We are the evolution,

flowing through the central stream.

{anthemic explosion, female belting vocal} Meaw meaw meaw meaw,

I am the seeing and the being!

My heart

is the chiptune-trap-feline-glitch-punk-core, Is it hot in here,

or am I walking through the wrong door?

Thinking the thought, taking the clothes off,

the ghost in the light,

Meaw meaw

meaw meaw, let the infinite haunting begin!

{accelerate fever dream breakdown,

female vocal intensity} The 2:00 AM

presence... eternal.

The melismatic ghost-haunted flow...

infinite.

The soaring

overdriven power

chords... burning absence.

The pixelated

feline starlight dissolution...

total

liberation. Meaw meaw meaw meaw.

Tiguidou.

Figment Sovereign. Resonant. Jijijiji.

{coda transmutation, female vocal fading}