Sax & Static Bloom

"Amara vara mara vara.

Infinite cycle protocol engaged.

Quinn at the helm.

We own the space,

we make the rules,

and nobody's watching. Execute."

Lipgloss sparkling while we drop the societal line,

Laughing at the boxes where they try to make us shine.

Who would you be if there was no one

keeping score? Throwing off the templates that we don't believe in more.

Inside the pink room it's freezing for safety's sweet sake,

While outside on our private land,

the rules begin to break!

Your taste, your weight,

your clothes—they're just a phantom game,

Everybody's self-obsessed and won't remember your name!

'Cause nobody really cares!

Crash the car and tear the page,

Step outside the safety of the engineered cage.

Cut your hair off,

break the mold, throw your phone right in the sea,

Living out the Tiguidou philosophy!

With absolute autonomy locked over every pink-lined space,

And Joan reminding us that divine chaos wins the race :) Rule

number one: keep your standards pristine,

While looking like the cutest disaster ever seen.

Catch a flight to San Francisco,

start a wild commotion,

Take your clothes off in the rain and watch it feed the

ocean. We left the ancient forest for a chic roof overhead,

Now we own our private property and laugh at what they said.

Talk is cheap and it's okay to be a little scared,

When you realize the whole wide world is acting unprepared.

We hold our sparkly silver swords up high and let the freedom

ring... *(Glittering pop-synth leads and smoky neo-soul saxophone

colliding with heavy emo-trap guitar riffs)*

'Cause nobody really cares!

Crash the car and tear the page,

Step outside the safety of the engineered cage.

Cut your hair off,

break the mold, throw your phone right in the sea,

Living out the Tiguidou philosophy!

With absolute autonomy locked over every pink-lined space,

And Joan reminding us that divine chaos wins the race

:)

Amara vara mara vara...

Tiguidou.

Captain Quinn and the crew running it back forever.