

{crisp ice-cold synth
clicks
building into lightning-fast flamenco string snaps}
She said I'll make it because I deserve to make it,
Every living thing deserves to thrive and not forsake it!
And maybe I would rather rot and wallow in the shade,
But we all need to believe in a good time that we
made. I'm gonna die old to show you kids what that looks
like, I might upset you but I'll never let you down tonight!
I'll live my precious life,
I will leave no soul behind,
Your eyes do not control me,
standing firm and unconfined!
So I'll dance until you think I really like it,
I'll dance until I think I like it too!
In a funny way,
this is how you all save me,
In a funny way,
this is how I save you!
Live every second like the universe is yours alone!
Carve out your path and build your own radiant throne.
C'est magnifique as the ultra-sensory colors unfold,
Spilling the liquid shimmer over sparkling threads of gold!
From the bubblegum pink to the deepest electric-soft blue,
This is the hyper-alive rhythm of a life called Tiguidou!
Yeah, we feel every second,
we keep it hyper and real,
With a radiating pulse and a satin-soft sovereign seal!
My stage name has my soft animal heart right on display,
Taking her as your parasocial bride along the way.
(Un, deux, trois, quatre — feel the cellular temperature rise!) No one
on TV ever gets better under these skies!
(Cinq, six, sept, huit — every nerve ending sparkling bright!) We are
the architects bathing the world in a hyper-pink light!
Absolute feminist sovereignty. Absolute It Girl magic.
Captain Tara Quinn
and the hyper-tuned crew.
{crystal-chime-sweep meets warm sub pulse}