
Swaying Zombie Girl
[Verse 1] (Atmosphere building: clean, ghostly, nostalgic → Clean vocals with long reverb, light vinyl crackle in the background. DJ Actions: Light baby scratches + short forward scratches at the end of each line.) She stands by the rusted swings One shoe on, the other missing Lipstick smeared like she was laughing Then forgot what for Hair in knots and bottle caps Polaroid tucked in her jacket Mouthing names that slip like matches Burning out mid-word [Chorus 1](Main hook, start building energy → Starts dry, gradually becomes wetter, volume slowly increases. DJ Actions: Long “shoooooo~~~~” whoosh + “da da da” chopped stabs bound together, slowly fade in and get louder.) She's my swaying zombie girl Drifting in a half-dead whirl Arms out, heart in Spinning in the dirt, oh yeah She can't tell the living from the lost Dancing on the fault lines of the past And I just keep on circling her [Verse 2](Deepening the story, more emotional → Vocals a bit closer, add more mid-range warmth. DJ Actions: Light reverse scratches + short tear scratches after key lines.) We cut class in an empty mall She hums tunes she can't recall Writes my name on bathroom walls Spells it different every time She laughs when the movies end At the credits, not the scenes Says she's only half here, friend The rest is stuck between [Chorus 2](Higher energy, wetter sound → More wet reverb, louder than the first chorus. DJ Actions: Stronger “da da da + long whoosh”, add vinyl stop/start + baby scratches.) She's my swaying zombie girl Drifting in a half-dead whirl Arms out, heart in Spinning in the dirt, hey She can't tell the living from the lost Dancing on the fault lines of the past And I just keep on circling her [Bridge](Emotional peak, most dramatic → Maximum reverb, spacious and haunting, slight tempo slowdown for tension,DJ Actions: Long pitch-down scratch slowly drag the vinyl create a lost-in-time feeling, then transition into a long whoosh.) She says "Promise me If I go blank You’ll still stand right where you are" So I paint our names on the parking lot So she can find her way back to the scars [Final Chorus](Climax, full explosion → Wettest and loudest, all elements at maximum. DJ Actions: Wild scratching all over! Fast tear scratches + chirp scratches mixed with da da da, end with a long forward scratch.) She's my swaying zombie girl Drifting in a half-dead whirl Arms out, heart in Spinning in the dirt, oh yeah She can't tell the living from the lost Dancing on the fault lines of the past And I just keep on circling her



