APPETITE [INTRO] [telephone hiss, low synth throb, cassette wobble, breath chopped into tiny clicks, high falsetto drifting like smoke] [whisper] I forgot I had one. [robotic] APPETITE DETECTED. [breath] Fuck. ⸻ [VERSE 1] [sleazy bassline, clipped kick, blown-out guitar scratches, close-mic half-whisper] I got good at wanting less Good at saying “whatever you think is best” [telephone whisper] Good girl. Good at swallowing every little no Good at wanting nothing till I forgot what wanting was for [robotic backing] LESS LESS LESS Then something hit some stupid spark And now I’m hungry in the fucking dark ⸻ [PRE-CHORUS] [heartbeat bass, breaths panned left-right, falsetto rising] I don’t even know what I want yet [high whisper] Doesn’t matter. I just know I finally want it [robotic] MORE. MORE. MORE. ⸻ [CHORUS] [huge dirty electroclash drums, distorted synth bass, screaming falsetto stacks] APPETITE [robotic harmony] BITE BITE BITE I forgot what it felt like to want something for me Now every little “don’t” makes it taste fucking sweet APPETITE I can feel it coming back [breathy falsetto] Back-back-back… My mouth my mind my fucking body all waking up at once like that I don’t know what I want I just know I want it mine [telephone whisper] Mine. And that alone feels fucking divine. ⸻ [VERSE 2] [thin drum machine, dirty mono bass, dreamy guitar smear] Maybe it’s a person Maybe it’s a door Maybe it’s just something I’ve never had before [robotic] UNKNOWN OBJECT. Maybe it’s attention Maybe it’s escape Maybe it’s the first time I get to fucking pick the shape [high falsetto laugh] I used to wait for you to say yes Now I hear myself asking [telephone whisper] What do I want? And suddenly I’m fucking obsessed. ⸻ [PRE-CHORUS] [bass deepens, telephone filter tightening] Don’t feed it. [falsetto] Feed it. Don’t name it. [whisper] Name it. Don’t let it grow. [robotic] TOO LATE. ⸻ [CHORUS] [drums slam back, crunchy guitars, stacked high vocals] APPETITE I forgot what it felt like to want something for me Now every little boundary looks fucking edible to me APPETITE [robotic stack] MORE MORE MORE You taught me how to starve So what the fuck did you expect? The second I got hungry I was gonna lose my head. ⸻ [BRIDGE] [everything drops except sub pulse, soft breathing, warped dial tone, reversed falsetto] [whisper] What do you want? [robotic] EVERYTHING. No. [robotic] SOMETHING. What? [long pause] [close-mic whisper] Mine. [falsetto blooms] Something mine. Something mine. Something fucking mine. ⸻ [BREAKDOWN] [filthy bass distortion, breath percussion, chopped telephone vocal] Don’t want. [robotic] WANT. Don’t crave. [robotic] CRAVE. Don’t ask. [robotic] ASK. Don’t take. [hard silence] [whisper] Why not? [beat explodes] ⸻ [FINAL CHORUS] [full wall of blown-out guitars, four-on-the-floor drums, telephone vocals layered under ecstatic falsettos] APPETITE I can feel it in my teeth I can feel it in my hands I can feel myself becoming someone I can fucking stand APPETITE Maybe that’s the crime Maybe wanting for myself is why it feels so fucking high I don’t know what I want yet I don’t need to fucking know I just know the part of me that wanted nothing wants more. [robotic stack] MORE MORE MORE MORE [drums cut] [whisper] Good. ⸻ [OUTRO] [dial tone melting into synth, cassette flutter, low bass pulse fading] [whisper] I forgot I had one. [robotic] APPETITE RESTORED. [high falsetto ghost] More… [breath] Again.
