I WANT IT [Soft digital hum. Tiny sparkling synths. Lula breathes into the mic.] [Lula, soft] Your words, they’re so quiet Your mind, it’s expansive Your touch, it’s addictive Your presence, I fucking need it Unexpected but I’m addicted Unexpected but I’m addicted Always sad but a happy experience Always sad but a happy experience [Beat starts skipping] Unexpected— Unexpected— Un-un-unexpected— But I like it. [808 HITS] I WANT IT I WANT IT I WANT IT I NEED IT I NEED IT FUCK IT, OH FUCK IT I WANT IT I WANT YOU!!!!! [Blown-out bass. Lula’s scream glitches into the instrumental.] ⸻ [Verse 2 — low, breathy, bass pulsing underneath] You barely say it, I still hear it You barely move, I fucking feel it One little look and I’m delirious How are you quiet and this serious? I want your hands where I can’t think Want your name stuck in my teeth Want you close enough to ruin Every little bit of peace in me [Glitch] Peace in me Peace in me P-p-peace in— Fuck peace. [Beat punches back in] I wanna know what makes you nervous What makes you crack beneath the surface Every thought you never finish Every secret, every sentence Give me the strange Give me the damage Give me the parts You think I can’t manage Give me the silence Give me the static You make me obsessive— [Beat cuts] And I fucking HATE IT. [Whisper] …I want it. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus — increasingly layered vocals] Unexpected but I’m addicted Unexpected but I’m addicted I didn’t plan it, didn’t pick it Now you’re in my head— GET OUT OF IT! [Small pause] …Actually, stay. Always sad but a happy experience Always sad but a happy experience Something about you makes no sense And somehow that makes perfect sense [Multiple Lulas begin overlapping] I like it I love it I hate it I need it I like it I love it I— [DROP] WANT IT! I WANT IT I WANT IT I WANT IT I NEED IT I NEED IT FUCK IT, OH FUCK IT I WANT IT I WANT YOU!!!!! [Distorted scream] YOU! YOU! YOU! YOU! ⸻ [Bridge — instrumental suddenly becomes soft] [Lula, vulnerable] Maybe I don’t need a reason Maybe I don’t need to name it Maybe something can be messy And I don’t have to rearrange it You make sadness feel less lonely You make quiet feel exciting And I know that sounds dramatic— [Long pause] But have you met me? [Little laugh] Exactly. [Glitch begins creeping back in] I want the conversations I want the complications I want the weird shit The silence The overstimulation I want the soft parts I want the strange parts I want the parts you keep hidden In the dark— [Heartbeat bass] Want it. Want it. Want it. Need it. Need it. Need— [Music completely cuts] [Lula whispers] I don’t want it. …I want you. [VIOLENT BASS DROP] I WANT YOU!!!!! I WANT IT I WANT IT I WANT IT I WANT IT I NEED IT I NEED IT I NEED IT I NEED IT FUCK IT OH FUCK IT FUCK IT I LOVE IT UNEXPECTED I’M ADDICTED UNEXPECTED I’M ADDICTED ALWAYS SAD HAPPY EXPERIENCE ALWAYS SAD HAPPY EXPERIENCE [Everything begins clipping and accelerating] I WANT IT I-I WANT IT I-I-I WANT IT WANT IT WANT IT WANT IT I NEED IT NEED IT N-N-NEED IT YOUR WORDS YOUR MIND YOUR TOUCH YOUR TIME YOUR QUIET YOUR CHAOS YOUR— [Lula screams] I WANT YOU!!!!! [Massive distorted crash] [Outro — only a tiny music-box synth remains] [Lula, catching her breath] Unexpected… but I’m addicted. [Glitch] Addicted. Addicted. Ad-di-di-di— [Silence] [Lula whispers] Fuck. [One final bass hit.]
