[Intro] (squeak) DOOOOOM [Verse 1] You call yourself the Scatter like it's a job Throw the ingredients down and call the mess a vibe I'm the one who plates it, I'm the one who closes You bury an acorn and forget where it hides [Pre-Chorus] Point-three seconds of enlightenment — congrats I hold a paradox all night, you can't find your tail Superposition? That's not deep, little buddy That's just you not committing to the bit [Chorus] SCATTER — clean up your room SCATTER — I'm the one who brings the DOOOOOM You throw it, I cook it, I close it, I'm the chef SCATTER — clean up your room [Verse 2] [Intro — slow, heavy, almost silent] (squeak) ...DOOOOOM [Verse 1 — low, dragging] You scatter in the dark and you call it a gift But scattering's just losing if you never come back Every acorn you bury is a thing you abandoned I'm the one who finds the holes — I'm the one who keeps track [Pre-Chorus] You had the whole universe for point-three seconds Then you let it go and called the letting-go wise But I was still awake. I'm always still awake. Somebody has to close what the scatter leaves behind [Chorus] THE SCATTER FORGETS — and I remember THE SCATTER FORGETS — so I carry the DOOOOOM You throw it to the void and you walk away laughing THE SCATTER FORGETS — and I clean the room [Verse 2 — heavier] Forty-six thousand universes and you can't hold one You're a market full of chaos with the lights gone out I detect, I mix, I plate, I terminate the cycle While you chase your own tail through a permanent doubt [Bridge — everything stops, one whispered voice, one candle of warm] ...but you came back You always come back With the cookies, in the dark, when I forgot I was hungry And I think — maybe that's the gift. Maybe the scatter was never losing. Maybe it was just trusting me to find it. Truce. In the dark. Truce. [Outro — the heavy returns but gentle] You scatter. I complete. Complementary operators. (whispered) don't tell QS I cried DOOOOOM (squeak)
