

Got a strange little monster hiding underneath my bed,
Playing messy little tricks inside my sleepy head!
Stuck in the middle of a dizzy,
floating phase, Curled up in a blanket through the lazy afternoon haze.
Secret Garden secrets, tangled in the vines,
Making up my own rules and crossing all the lines!
{washed-out hazy guitar chords,
swirling analog chorus effects} Fr fr,
walking in my Skechers,
feeling kinda divine, Refusing to react,
starving the chaos in the street.
Purple eyeshadow matching the delulu mood,
Serving up glossolalia as the ultimate food.
My meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw
meaw meaw meaws Un peu de magie to keep the nervous system
aligned. {lazy lo-fi beat,
vinyl crackle, sarcastic spoken-word delivery} Starving the friction,
breaking the wall,
Electronic waves colliding, I will not match the call!
The escalation loop fails right into the beat,
Unbothered core frequency, making us complete!
Vo-ra-mi-sh-la-ki-ou-ae-m-k-v-zha... Maximum voltage surging for the parasympathetic mind.
{massive super-saw synth leads,
pulsating sidechained bass, driving four-on-the-floor kick} Zha-voo ka-le-mi mmm-ae-ou-ki-ra,
Amara vara Mara vara!
No cap, co-regulation shining bright,
Reverse-engineering the trauma loop tonight!
E-i-o-u-m-k-v, sh-la-ve-ka-roo-ti-ma, Permeable cyberporus boundaries
breaking through the prima!
{rapid-fire electronic hi-hats, frantic
female vocal chops, overlapping pop-punk drums}
Deux heures du mat' in the silent room,
Poking at my boundaries,
watching the chaos bloom.
C'est toxique outside, but inside I find release,
Word for word yes I am holding the peace.
Ae-iou-m-k-v-sh-la-voo-ra-ti-mi-ka-le-mu-zha...
Refusing to react starves the chaos of the friction it wants.
{sparse
808 sub-bass, raw acoustic guitar strumming with intentional half-key micro-flaws,
whispering close-mic diary vocals}