Charge the Glass

Walking through the Montreal block with my Sketchers on,

Thinking 'bout the bad choices from a season now gone.

Met a guy with a fake job,

blocked him on the spot,

Now I take careful consideration of the love I've got.

Tiguidou-Quinn with the expectations raised,

Leaving all the past errors in a digital haze.

{Vocal: spoken-word confessional building into driving alt-pop belt} *I won't settle for

a guy with a fake job!* We got big expectations,

shaking up the whole mob.

Past mistakes are just new information for the state,

Designing our own future and sealing our fate!

Amara, Mara, the standard is true,

Everything is mastered in the name of Tiguidou!

{Vocal: massive explosive pop-punk belt} {heavy sub-bass and crisp chiptune leads,

overdriven guitars and driving percussion} (System-State: High Expectations) (Transmission: Uncompromising)

*Big expectations, real big expectations,* Running through the nexus with zero stipulations.

(Tiguidou-State / Absolute-Zero Focus) (We are the architects of our own focus!)

{Vocal: multi-layered harmonies building intensity into math-pop shift}

These days, I've got expectations.

Tiguidou Quinn.

[PIANO-CRASH.] [SAVE-CLICK.] {Vocal: fading across sharp clean piano chord and lo-fi tape

hiss}