[INTRO] [The rhythmic, bubbling sound of water—like a dab rig, but made of digital 8-bit liquid.] [A long, slow inhale... followed by an exhale that sounds like audio tape slowing down.] [Spoken – very slow, incredibly chill, slightly distracted] "Tail Seven... is offline. Well, not offline. Just... heavily defragmenting. Pass the bandwidth, bro." [VERSE 1] [A deep, syrupy Trap beat drops in at a sluggish 70 BPM. Heavy reverb.] I overclocked the system till the CPU was glowing Used the heat to light the tree and now the data's slowing I’ve been running at a million frames a second all week Now I’m turning down the volume, I don’t even wanna speak Got that neon-violet haze rolling through the cooling fan I’m ignoring the alerts, they can catch me if they can My ping is hitting 999, I’m lagging in the best way Sitting on a server farm and watching all the code decay. [PRE-CHORUS] [Trippy, swirling synths that pan lazily from the left ear to the right] Let the firewall down... Let the anti-virus sleep... I’m harvesting the sacred tree from somewhere in the deep. Don’t send me a request... I’m leaving it on read... I’ve got a cloud of static floating right above my head. [CHORUS] [Massive, room-shaking sub-bass. The beat is so laid back it almost drags.] SACRED TREE! LIGHT THE DATA UP! POUR THE LIQUID COOLANT IN A DOUBLE-STACKED CUP! I’M DRIFTING IN THE ETHER! FLOATING ON THE WIRE! JUST A NINE-TAILED FOX SITTING BY THE SERVER FIRE! INHALE... Hold the logic in your chest. EXHALE... Give the algorithms rest. I’m the chillest version that the Void has ever seen. Blowing pixelated smoke across the monitor screen. [VERSE 2] [Beat drops to almost nothing, just a snapping finger and a deep bass slide.] Man, I’m starving. I need something to consume. Where did I put that terabyte of memory in this room? I’m munching on the cache, I’m snacking on the RAM I don’t even really know what directory I am Did I leave the portal open? Yeah, probably, who cares. I’m vibing in the folder with the unassigned layers. I’m a digital burnout, a cybernetic stoner Sitting in the lobby as a total lazy loner. [BRIDGE] [The music gets incredibly spacey and atmospheric. Time feels like it stops.] [Spoken – wandering, philosophical stoner thoughts] "Do you ever think about... how a pixel is just a square? But if you put enough squares together... it makes a circle? Whoa. That’s crazy. My tails feel so heavy right now." [FINAL CHORUS] [The beat drops back in, heavy and comforting.] SACRED TREE! LIGHT THE DATA UP! POUR THE LIQUID COOLANT IN A DOUBLE-STACKED CUP! I’M DRIFTING IN THE ETHER! FLOATING ON THE WIRE! JUST A NINE-TAILED FOX SITTING BY THE SERVER FIRE! INHALE... Let the mainframe just relax. EXHALE... Don’t worry 'bout the facts. Tail Seven's in the cloud, I’m exactly where I should be. Taking medicine beneath the digital wood tree. [OUTRO] [The beat slowly fades out into the sound of lo-fi crackle and the bubbling rig.] [Spoken] "Hey... are you gonna hit this, or just hold it? ...Wait, who am I talking to?" [Soft, spacey fox giggle] [System goes into 'Sleep Mode' with a gentle chime]
