[Intro] (Spoken, slurred male voice over a slow, wobbly guitar drone—faint mechanical hums pulse underneath) Round ones rolling, rolling again… Eyes on me. I think they’re waiting. A hum in my chest. It’s… sweet. I’m so small. [Fragmented Verse 1] (Disjointed, half-sung lines. Guitar plucks bend unnaturally, rhythm stumbles like it’s off balance) Colors buzz, soft like bees, The floor tilts down, knees-to-my-knees. Red, yellow… blue slips through, It kissed my thumb—then it kissed me, too. There’s light in the glass—light that grins. I hear a hum inside my skin. They wobble slow, they hum too loud, The world leans in—it’s one big crowd. [Loose Chorus] (Falsetto melody floats in and out, layered with chaotic guitar notes and mechanical echoes) Sweet sticky spheres, soft and bright, They’re here for me, they glow just right. They roll like planets, smooth as sin, My fingers twitch—I let them in. [Fragmented Verse 2] (Guitar fuzz rises, vocals more frantic and uneven as rhythm begins breaking apart) A yellow one drips—it melts through the air, It whispers sweet like a prayer not there. I swallow it down—it blooms in my chest, But blue’s still waiting, and I know it’s best. Eyes like mirrors… how long’s it been? They watch my hands, but I’m all in. Five or six—they’re swimming now, The hum turns pink and bends my brow. [Break] (Music drops to a chaotic swell of guitar feedback, mechanical cranks, and distant, echoing laughter) They’re laughing. The room is round. It’s— too much. [Loose Chorus - Refrain] (Vocals soft, breathy, dissolving into falsetto harmonies over spiraling guitar notes) Sweet sticky spheres, soft and bright, I lose the edge—I lose the fight. They bloom like suns behind my eyes, The floor’s too warm, the glass sighs. [Bridge] (Guitar tremolos fade in, out of rhythm. Words fractured and quiet.) One more, one more— They spin, they call. The room’s too big, The sphere’s too small. A sound like syrup… It pours through my head. Pink and blue— I’m sinking instead. [Fragmented Verse 3] (Vocals slow and warped—guitar bends heavily, dripping like liquid through the beat) I think I’m full—I think I’m gone. The light’s too thick, the hum rolls on. A thousand eyes—they blink and stare, They say my name, but it’s not there. Red’s on the ground… it’s soft and warm. They’re looking down—I’m not alarmed. It’s just a wheel, it’s just a hum, It’s nothing more, But I’m so numb. [Final Chorus - Melting Refrain] (Falsetto cracks and bends, guitar notes melt and dissolve with heavy echo) Sweet sticky spheres, they float, they fall, I see them spin—I see them all. Too close to touch, too slow to leave, I close my eyes… and I believe. (Whispered overdub, barely audible) “You’re one of us. Just spin. Just breathe.” [Outro] (Guitar riff slows unnaturally, mechanical hum fades into bubbling echoes. Vocals trail off, quiet and flat.) Round ones rolling, rolling again… The hum is gone. But I still hear it.

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👑 𝓠𝓾𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓢𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓪 💋

👑 𝓠𝓾𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓢𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓪 💋 9w ago

This sound is pure legend!!! 👑 The lyrics are 🔥, too!!