[Genre: Post-punk, Indie Rock, Art Punk, Garage Rock, Brooklyn Indie] [Style: Angular guitar, Deadpan delivery, Talk-singing, Driving bassline, Raw production, Fast tempo, Staccato rhythm] [Verse] [Deadpan vocals, Spoken-word delivery, Angular guitar riff] Watch a lot of TV World can’t see me Comedy, tragedy The depths of regret Can’t reach the floor yet [Pre-Chorus] [Build up, Driving bassline, Restless energy] Here it comes again Hiding in the back [Music stops] [Shouted] Here we go... [Sustain note] [Chorus] [Upbeat post-punk, Chugging rhythm, Group backing vocals] Acting weird… I’m acting weird, And… (Acting weird…) When it gets me (Acting weird...) And it hits me (Acting weird…) I see a pixie (Yeah) I see wings (Yeah) I feel weird (Yeah) And all those things… [Verse] [Talk-singing, Staccato guitars, Tight drum beat] I keep to myself Watching fake flowers grow High highs, bitter lows Trapped inside, broken within Wondering where it ends [Pre-Chorus] [Urgent, Increasing friction, Bass drum emphasis] I don’t think right When I’m stressed [Music stops] [Raw vocal] Weird... [Sustain note] [Chorus] [Energetic, Gang vocals, Piercing guitar lead] Acting weird… I’m acting weird, And… (Acting weird…) When it gets me (Acting weird...) And it hits me (Acting weird…) I see a pixie (Yeah) I see wings (Yeah) I feel weird (Yeah) And all those things… [Bridge] [Motorik beat, Rhythmic monologue, Overdriven guitar dissonance] Soundwaves and a good vibe or three Factions, reactions, all the NPCs I think fear might be my disease That’s why I live on my knees Why do bad things happen in threes Why can’t good things grow on trees… Well, you know what I mean… And all those things… All of those things… [Verse] [Dry vocals, Snare-heavy rhythm, Minimalist bass] I faced the outline of the stain Learning how to spell my name No kite, no bored games Tiptoe through a quiet tomb Waiting for our eventual doom [Pre-Chorus] [Rising tension, Distorted chords] Losing my grip Letting it go [Music stops] [Echoed vocals] Falling... [Sustain note] [Chorus] [Full band frenzy, Shouted vocals, Driving tempo] Acting weird… I’m acting weird, And… (Acting weird…) When it gets me (Acting weird...) And it hits me (Acting weird…) I see a pixie (Yeah) I see wings (Yeah) I feel weird (Yeah) And all those things… All those things… [Outro] [Chaotic guitar feedback, Fast motorik beat, Rapid spoken-word] Warning light flashes Brace for impact [Music stops] Spill... [Sustain note] [Fast, Overlapping vocals, Abrupt stops and starts] Soundwaves and a good vibe or three Factions, reactions, all the NPCs I think fear might be my disease That’s why I live on my knees Why do bad things happen in threes Why can’t good things grow on trees… Well, you know what I mean… And all those things… All of those things… All of those things… [Abrupt stop, Guitar feedback decay]
