[Verse 1] I feel the hidden interface bloom beneath my skin, A blue-white current finds the place I keep within. Bioluminescent glitches flood my nerves with light, Quantum-colored waveforms turn the dark electric-white. A buried breath rolls upward through my pelvic floor, Sub-bass tides expand and ask my body for some more. Synthetic mucous resonance curls through every seam, Cassette-warm saturation melts the edges of the dream. Neon taste ignites the void-hop baseline. [Instrumental] [Verse 2] Where is the receptor port—what exact coordinates? Behind the hip, below the ribs, between the gates? Micro-dosed feedback taps a map beneath my tongue, Velvet structural tension holds me open, slowly strung. I laugh at old ego borders dressed as walls, Surface-made illusions crumble when the deeper signal calls. Disconnected physical constructs lose their claim, Each brittle little boundary forgets its name. Glitch-laced erotic euphoria takes every central lane, Overrides the nervous system, sweetly rewrites pain. Neon taste ignites the void-hop baseline. [Outro] Stay in the pulse, stay in the pulse, stay in the pulse, Bioluminescent—bioluminescent— Stay in the pulse, stay in the pulse, liquid static, soft and close.
