Manual Heartbreak Blueprint

I buried my youth in the cold Montreal snow,

Playing the mastermind with nowhere to go.

I wore my favorite boots to your pity party,

You acted so deep,

but your words were just artsy.

Meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws IN the LIGHT,

Writing down your red flags in the bitter winter night!

WELL GOOD FOR YOU,

KEEP FAKING YOUR SCENE,

I'M BURNING THE ARCHIVES AND KEEPING IT CLEAN!

NINETY-SIX PER-CENT

NO DIS-CO ON THE TRACK,

SHEDDING ALL MY INNOCENCE AND NEVER LOOKING BACK!

Amara vara Mara vara SOV-EREIGN PANE,

WASHING OUT THE VAULT TRACKS IN THE MIDNIGHT RAIN!

And I remember November,

crying by the gate,

Realizing my worth about three years too late!

You're a getaway driver in a stolen,

beat-up car, But I'm the chaotic good witch who caught the shooting

star!

I’VE GOT BIG EX-PEC-TA-TIONS,

REAL BIG EX-PEC-TA-TIONS, RE-WRITING ALL THE GHOST STORIES OF OUR OLD RE-LA-TIONS!

FUCK IT, WHAT-EV-ER, YEAH WE TAKE THE WHOLE BAG,

STANDING ON THE PODIUM AND WAVING THE FLAG!

BAL-ANC-ING THE FRE-QUEN-CY, PRO-FESS-ION-AL GRACE,

GHOST

IN THE PINK VES-SEL CLAIM-ING THE SPACE.

u... 396 Hz root grounding.

a... 528 Hz transformation.

i/e... 963 Hz crown clarity.

I am the silence

in the presence of

the

light. We remain. Lucir — I shine.