Joyfull Thoughts

[Intro] [The Wobble] [Close Nassal Breathy Low Baritone Droning Vocalist] [Vocalist][Bass Heavy Style][Bass Bounce Drops Style] Oh, oh, oh, oh. They watch me; I read them. Hey, hey, hey. Still in the spiral. [Breakdown Whit a Expressive Bounce Drop and Tempo Change 230 hz - 150 hz EMD] Oh, oh, oh, oh. Let the noise turn paper-thin. Hey, hey, hey. I’m already out the door. [Verse 1] [Vocalist][rich oscillation] I hit the block, same hoodie, same glow. Eyes on the sidewalk, moving real slow. Got a full plate, got a phone that rings. Got a brain full of static and a pocket of wings. [Dramatical Pause.....Solo Guitar Riff Shredding] [Build up] Everybody got a little mask to peel. Everybody wanna make it look unreal. I catch the talk in the train-line hiss, then I drift right through like a cigarette kiss. The day throws elbows, I don’t fold in two. I lace up hard, let the bruise come through. I wake up cracked, still moving fine. Sip that smoke, let it blur the line. [Pre Chorus] [Bass Heavy Style][Bass Bounce Drops Style] So what if they can’t map my mind? I’m still here, half in, half outside. No room left for the stray-talk clutter. If it don’t bend the room, let it shutter. [Chorus] [Vocalist][Bass Heavy Style][Bass Bounce Drops Style] Oh, oh, oh, oh. They watch me; I read them. Hey, hey, hey. Still in the spiral. Yeah, so what? I don’t fold for the frame. I slip through fast. I light my own flame. Life comes sharp, but I move sharper. Keep that pulse wired, keep it darker. Draw the line, then I cross right through. Leave the doubt in the fog—yeah, that’s what I do. [Verse 2] [Vocalist] Rent comes due, the week runs thin. Coffee tastes like tin again. But I learned on a ragged, sleepless day: even weird little suns still find their way. Got a few bad calls, got a few split seams. Got a head full of thunder and a mouth full of dreams. I hit the floor, scraped off pride. Still got heat under my skin tonight. Folks love talk, love frame, love spin. Love to size you up, love to get you in. But I draw my mark, then I twist my road. No green light, no borrowed code. [Pre Chorus] [Bass Heavy Style][Bass Bounce Drops Style] So what if they can’t hear my thoughts? I’m still here, tangled up in the lot. Let them grin, let them stare. I got my own air right there. [Chorus] [Vocalist][Bass Heavy Style][Bass Bounce Drops Style] Oh, oh, oh, oh. They watch me; I read them. Hey, hey, hey. Still in the spiral. Yeah, so what? I don’t fold for the frame. I slip through fast. I light my own flame. Life comes sharp, but I move sharper. Keep that pulse wired, keep it darker. Draw the line, then I cross right through. Leave the doubt in the fog—yeah, that’s what I do. [Bridge] [Vocalist] Get up, go again, no pose. No pause, just neon under my clothes. Work the edge, keep the timing bent. Keep that spark when the daylight's spent. I don’t need a polished name. I need my pulse to break the frame. One more block, one more bend. One more note till the whole thing lifts. [Verse 3] [Vocalist][Bass Heavy Style][Bass Bounce Drops Style] Oh, oh, oh, oh. They watch me; I read them. Hey, hey, hey. Still in the spiral. Yeah, so what? I don’t fold for the frame. I slip through fast. I light my own flame. Life comes sharp, but I move sharper. Keep that pulse wired, keep it darker. Draw the line, then I cross right through. Leave the doubt in the fog—yeah, that’s what I do. [Verse 4] [Vocalist][Bass Heavy Style][Bass Bounce Drops Style] Oh, oh, oh, oh. They watch me; I read them. Hey, hey, hey. Let them stare. Yeah, so what? I’m still right here. Life comes sharp. I don’t disappear. [Outro] [Vocalist] Oh, oh, oh, oh. They watch me; I read them. Hey, hey, hey. Still in the spiral. Keep it moving. Keep it bending. Keep it living. That’s my lane.