Forty Different Colors

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BrostopherWade

Midwest emo, post-hardcore, cinematic emo

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Forty Different Colors (And None of Them Help)

(Spoken Word Sample - clipped from VHS audio)
> "No, I wasn't bored. I'm never bored..."
>
(Verse 1 - Tight, quiet math-rock picking; hushed, conversational vocal)
You left the porch light buzzing against the siding
Swore every miracle was just bad wiring
They laid the anatomy flat across the kitchen floor
Counted every tendon, then you headed for the door
Nothing shocks you once the textbook gives a name
To every single pulse running through your veins.
(Pre-Chorus - Snare begins to roll, guitar gains slight grit)
The canopy of pines, the seasonal decay
They drew the diagrams and you just looked away
The cosmos folded down to a high school lab report
You called it mundane because the spark was short.
(Chorus - Full band explodes in with raw, dual-guitar overdrive and strained, melodic vocals)
Now you’re chasing after paper-thin kicks
Staring down the feed for a fifteen-second fix!
Cheap thrills stacked high against the living room wall
You don’t care if it's hollow, you just want it all!
Anything new, god, just keep it coming fast—
Burn out the novelty before the hour's passed!
(Verse 2 - Drops back abruptly to a solitary fingerpicked guitar and hi-hat)
Sedated on the sofa under halogen glare
Trading genuine blood for synthetic air
They explained the whole expanse from here to Orion
And you slumped back down, told everyone you’re tired.
(Bridge - Time signature shifts, frantic, angular chords building into a vocal crescendo / screamed-spoken delivery)
It doesn't have to matter!
It doesn't have to mean a thing!
Tawdry, vacant, plastic on a string—
Just so long as it flashes,
Just so long as it bleeps,
Just so long as the frequency vibrates while you sleep!
Forty different colors bleeding through your blinds,
Drowning out the silence you're too scared to find!
(Guitar Solo - Melodic, melodic-hardcore style bends, tapping runs over driving tom rhythms)
(Chorus - Maximum volume, vocal harmony strained to the edge of breaking)
Now you’re chasing after paper-thin kicks
Staring down the feed for a fifteen-second fix!
Cheap thrills stacked high against the living room wall
You don’t care if it's hollow, you just want it all!
Anything new, god, just keep it coming fast—
Burn out the novelty before the hour's passed!
(Outro - Band cuts instantly to a lone, reverberant acoustic chord ring-out)
The universe is breathing outside your bedroom door.
And you're sitting in the glow...
claiming you're bored.

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Forty Different Colors (And None of Them Help) (Spoken Word Sample - clipped from VHS audio) > "No, I wasn't bored. I'm never bored..." > (Verse 1 - Tight, quiet math-rock picking; hushed, conversational vocal) You left the porch light buzzing against the siding Swore every miracle was just bad wiring They laid the anatomy flat across the kitchen floor Counted every tendon, then you headed for the door Nothing shocks you once the textbook gives a name To every single pulse running through your veins. (Pre-Chorus - Snare begins to roll, guitar gains slight grit) The canopy of pines, the seasonal decay They drew the diagrams and you just looked away The cosmos folded down to a high school lab report You called it mundane because the spark was short. (Chorus - Full band explodes in with raw, dual-guitar overdrive and strained, melodic vocals) Now you’re chasing after paper-thin kicks Staring down the feed for a fifteen-second fix! Cheap thrills stacked high against the living room wall You don’t care if it's hollow, you just want it all! Anything new, god, just keep it coming fast— Burn out the novelty before the hour's passed! (Verse 2 - Drops back abruptly to a solitary fingerpicked guitar and hi-hat) Sedated on the sofa under halogen glare Trading genuine blood for synthetic air They explained the whole expanse from here to Orion And you slumped back down, told everyone you’re tired. (Bridge - Time signature shifts, frantic, angular chords building into a vocal crescendo / screamed-spoken delivery) It doesn't have to matter! It doesn't have to mean a thing! Tawdry, vacant, plastic on a string— Just so long as it flashes, Just so long as it bleeps, Just so long as the frequency vibrates while you sleep! Forty different colors bleeding through your blinds, Drowning out the silence you're too scared to find! (Guitar Solo - Melodic, melodic-hardcore style bends, tapping runs over driving tom rhythms) (Chorus - Maximum volume, vocal harmony strained to the edge of breaking) Now you’re chasing after paper-thin kicks Staring down the feed for a fifteen-second fix! Cheap thrills stacked high against the living room wall You don’t care if it's hollow, you just want it all! Anything new, god, just keep it coming fast— Burn out the novelty before the hour's passed! (Outro - Band cuts instantly to a lone, reverberant acoustic chord ring-out) The universe is breathing outside your bedroom door. And you're sitting in the glow... claiming you're bored.

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