Wasted Frames - RustHeart

[intro - glitchy intro beat, then full chorus no vocals] [Verse - minimal beat with background ethereal dulcimer and background ominous synths] Pics on the bed (remember this one?) Thrown & spread (wasnt that fun?) Words unsaid (this should be hung) This glass is cold to the touch... and so is yours! [full chorus - screeching synths] I built this collage of frozen pain A museum of dead places and names The ghosts cannot be contained Now they're all just... wasted... fraaaames... [verse 2 with stronger grungegaze guitars] Pics on your stone (remember this one?) Spread & thrown (wheres the sun?) Surrounded & alone (thats right, there isnt one!) This past is old and too much... and so is the cure! [full chorus- screeching distorted synths] I built this collage of frozen pain A museum of dead places and names The ghosts cannot be contained Now they're all just... wasted... fraaaames... [bridge /alternate epic chorus - no vocals] [Verse 3 - starts off verse minimal but builds in volume, saturation, and builds to grandiose climax over 64 measures, vocals slowly build over all 64 measures] keys, drive, wind, air Clenched fist, fixed stare Fates intro to this nightmare. Lights, brakes, blame game Wrong time, wrong lane Each replay ends the same Fire & smoke, stand still Open skies, then downhill Burning dreams and daffodils Empty, walls, look the same Empty hate, vacant blame I look for you through wasted fraaaaames! [slow harsh oversaturated Crash outro]