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Fortune-Teller's Love

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[Intro] [Low-end sub-bass hum] [Distant, haunting smoky accordion drone] [Slow, heavy drum knock] [Verse 1] A velvet voice in a dimly lit room Spilling sugar-coated prophecies of gloom He sings of a soulmate, a "destiny divine" Using hollow mirrors to make your lonely heart shine Tracing the lines on a stranger’s hand Building a castle on a foundation of sand [Bass grows thicker and nastier] [Chorus] It’s a universal script, written in gold The same tired story, a thousand times told A fortune-teller’s love, vague and wide With a hunger for profit burning inside Beautiful echoes that never land Like a prayer whispered to the desert sand [Smoky Accordion and Brass Solo: Wailing and Gritty] [Verse 2] "You’ve been hurt before," he softly sighs A grand revelation, a brilliant disguise For who hasn't bled? Who hasn't cried? He’s selling you the truth that you’ve already lied Feeding the hungry with a silver spoon While reaching for the pearls beneath the moon [Deep Pumping Bass Groove] [Chorus] It’s a universal script, written in gold The same tired story, a thousand times told A fortune-teller’s love, vague and wide With a hunger for profit burning inside Beautiful echoes that never land Like a prayer whispered to the desert sand [Bridge] [Bass and Drum Break: Maximum Vibrations] Resonance without a heart, a frequency of lies Polished like a diamond in a vulture’s eyes It sounds like a masterpiece, it feels like a sting But there’s no one listening to the song he sings Just the sound of coins falling in the tray While the "magic" of the night fades into grey [Outro] [Infinite Heavy Pulse] Never reaching, never touching Just a ghost of a melody, clutching at air The profit is real, but the love isn't there [Final distorted brass cry] [End]