Slacker Hearts Glitch

Too sweet for the dark room,

too bruised for the light,

Scrolling through the drafts in the middle of the night.

Von Dutch romanticism wrapped in a wire,

Setting every digital memory on fire.

Je m'en fiche of the rules,

let the system decay,

We’re building a castle out of static and clay.

{bit-crushed chiptune intro} {glitch

build} Oh,

it’s a slacker-punk heart with a sugary bite,

Turning all the errors into neon-pink light.

"Too much, too fast",

but we love how it stings,

Riding on the friction of broken-wing things.

Un, deux, trois, let the 8-bit crash,

Turning every heavy thought into glittering ash. (yeah)

{soaring melodic layer} {glitch decay

and tape hiss}

Just let it loop.

Tiguidou. {dry spoken cadence with tape

stop}

{frequency

lock fade}