Cinderella

Indie-Leaning Bedroom Pop With A Soft, Lo-Fi Recording Texture And Intimate, Breathy Vocals Placed Very Close To The Mic, Light Nylon Guitar Figures, Gentle Brushed Percussion, Upright Bass Warmth, And Airy Chamber-Style Woodwinds With Occasional Vibraphone Shimmer, The Mix Feels Tape-Worn And Warm, Shaped By Vintage Spring Reverb And A Subtle Old-Studio Glow, Sitting Around 82 Bpm With A Slightly Swung Feel And An Experimental Pop Edge, Blends Into A Cloud-Influenced Electronic Space With Fragmented, Pitch-Warped Vocal Chops And A Faded, Dreamlike Haze, The Rhythm Stays Minimal But Steady, Built On Looping, Hypnotic Patterns That Quietly Push Forward, Vocals Are Heavily Processed With Vocoder And Autotune, Bent And Stretched Into Emotional Fragments With An Emo-Tinged Mood, Overall Tone Is Soft, Nostalgic, And Slightly Melancholic—Glitch-Smooth Rather Than Sharp—Like Moving Through Neon Reflections On A Rainy Night Drive, No Edm Voices, Just Warm And Soft

I flinch when voices rise Because I’m used to being despised And my face can’t hide it anymore Why do I clean the dirt of your plate And still stay up late, making you life better When mine is far worse So far it seems like a curse It follows me in the daylight Haunting me in the moonlight Grease stains are starting to dissolve What is happening? Shimmering all around me? Will this make my life feel good? Will I finally be understood? Called Cinderella, made to be abandoned Named after the thing I clean from the fireplace I never met my prince Until I broke the rules And left my prison home My heart is still sore They still call me a girl But I’m now a woman, should be treated fair Don’t have to worry about having dust in my hair Because my life isn’t perfect Doesn’t mean I can’t try How can I tell my old life goodbye When I only wanna fly…? I only wanna fly away from here I’m gonna fly I’m gonna fly far away from here

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