Hyperrumba Rasgueada

Xal-vren... clin clik

clak... half flamenco, half glitch. I

exist. I am. Tiguidou.

(Female close-mic whisper fry,

2am diary vibe, hyper-unbothered)

IF YOU CHANGE MY MIND,

I CHANGE YOUR LIFE!

IF YOU CHANGE MY LIFE,

I'LL CHANGE YOUR MIND!

I hear, they say,

talking on the binary line,

But I don't wanna change my mind,

I'm doing fine! (Cascanueces snap: clin-clik-clak!) And I won't change myself to

accommodate the other,

A hyperrumbalistic soul you can't smother!

I deserve to exist exactly as I am,

The math rewrites the panic,

I don't give a damn.

VUV... rooting the nervous system to the sub-bass floor...

ZAN... finding the narcotic,

always needing more... I DESERVE TO BE WHO I AM,

SO NEAT!

CHOPPING UP THE VOCALS TO A FLAMENCO BEAT!

(Clin clik clak on the rimshot!) Dāeris,

dāeris, a beautiful design,

I exist, I am,

and the frequency is mine!

Meaw meaw meaw, skipping on the rimshot hot!

A MATH-POP NIHILIST GIVING EVERYTHING SHE'S GOT!

KRY...

sever the algorithmic joke.

(Soft palmas tap, cascanueces whisper:

clin...

clik...) I don't wanna change my life.

I exist. I am.

Or at least... I

always try to BE.

:)

u... 396 Hz grounding the static.

(clin clik clak) a...

528 Hz cellular grace.

(palmas soft clap) i/e...

963

Hz crown

clarity. We remain. Lucir — I shine.