Flicker-Femme Chaos B Side

folk, Hybrid goa-trance / anti-folk drumstep experiment: male vocals, nervous acoustic downstrokes over warped, swung half-time drums; choruses explode into arpeggiated psy leads and metallic bass swells, Verses stay dry and intimate, close-mic confessional; choruses bloom with pitch-shifted gang shouts, sparkly glitches, and wide reverb tails, Final hook strips to vocal, sub, and ticking hats for a twitchy, lingering outro, light, anti-folk, goa trance

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[Verse 1] She taps my glass with a chipped gold ring Says “Baby You’re too still” Little static on her tongue when she laughs Like she’s drinking from a live wire Glitter stuck in every word she drops Every dare dressed up as a smile She leans in Tastes like thunder Leaves my skin humming for a while [Chorus] Ember Elle Little sparks Big feels I light up your chills I ain’t the fire I’m the thrill (oh) Ember Elle Kiss that edge Don’t fall You’ll swear you lost it all But I just tangle up your will Ember Elle [Verse 2] She cartwheels through my contacts Name by name Leaves secrets folded under tongues Says “I don’t steal I just reveal” Shrugs and pulls another one Her eyes throw shapes I can’t decode Like arcade fonts and warning signs She’s chaos in a sequin jacket Still somehow walking in a straight line [Chorus] Ember Elle Little sparks Big feels I light up your chills I ain’t the fire I’m the thrill (yeah) Ember Elle All glint All heat Never scars Just sweeps Through every nerve until you spill Ember Elle [Bridge] She goes “mmm” And the room cuts out Every thought reroutes To the curve of her mouth (hey) She goes “mmm” Like a match half-struck Like “you might be blessed Or you might be stuck” [Chorus] Ember Elle Little sparks Big feels I light up your chills I ain’t the fire I’m the thrill Ember Elle Glitches in your sky Knows the reasons why You keep chasing what can’t sit still Ember Elle

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