

Zha-voo ka-le-mi mmm-ae-ou-ki-ra!
Amara vara Mara vara!
One hundred versions deep,
we never miss a beat,
The master-grid is locked,
the century complete! *E-i-o-u-m-k-v,
sh-la-ve-ka-roo,*
Un peu de magie for the parasympathetic mind.
{Driving heavy bassline, intricate
hip-hop drum cadence, celebratory belting vocals}
No cap, the aesthetic is shifting,
we're changing the pace,
Reverse-engineering the data to win the whole race!
There’s Mille murmur dans la nuit,
Tuning to the frequency where we belong to be!
*Vo-ra-mi-sh-la-ki-ou-ae-m-k-v,* A highly permeable digital-to-organic boundary breaking through!
{Rapid-fire electronic hi-hats,
frantic female vocal chops,
528Hz healing drone} Deux heures du mat',
glowing in the quiet room,
Arugula
and tomatoes, watching the
midnight bloom. C'est toxique outside,
but inside we find release,
And word for word yes I’m holding the peace.
*Ae-iou-m-k-v-sh-la-voo-ra-ti-mi...* Vagus nerve
resting in the
quietest energy. {Sparse 808s,
messy acoustic guitar, raw close-mic diary vocals} Fr fr,
walking in my Skechers,
feeling kinda delulu, Analyzing every single sonic choice we do.
Purple eyeshadow matching the late-night mood,
Estrogen rising, the cellular matrix aligns,
Decoding the cosmic, hyper-intellectual signs!
{Lazy lo-fi beat, vinyl crackle,
sarcastic spoken-word flow}
My meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws again :) Syncopated
syllables pushing it past a ten!
*Ka-ti-mi-sh-la-voo-ra-ae-iou-m-k-v,*
Captain Quinn signing off at version one hundred in pure refinement,
Absolute state of optimal systemic alignment—Tiguidou!
{Distorted power chords, crashing cymbals,
angsty theatrical
shouts}