[0:00 – 0:45] Intro – Ambient Wash (nur Instrumental: hallender Gitarren- und Synth-Pads, leises Rauschen von Wind oder Flüstern im Hintergrund) Atmosphärische Sounds, minimaler Beat, als ob Gedanken langsam kreisen. Leise Samples von Telefonklingeln, Energydrink-Dosen öffnen. --- [0:45 – 1:30] Verse 1 I light a fire in the quiet room, Smoke curling from my private bloom. Cans of neon, nights that never end, Voices calling, same shit, my friend. These spießer minds, they never bend, Empathy’s a ghost, I can’t comprehend. I roll a line, then roll away, Time’s a loop and I decay. --- [1:30 – 2:15] Pre-Chorus 1 Feel the hum under my skin, Heart’s a drum, can’t let them in. I talk, I scream, they don’t reply, Fingers numb, just get me high. --- [2:15 – 3:00] Chorus 1 Smoke my pubic hairs, Let the fire take my cares. Neon nights, endless dares, I disappear in their stares. --- [3:00 – 3:45] Verse 2 Lines on mirrors, lines in my brain, Drowning in the buzz, yet full of pain. Call my friends, but they just nag, Energy drinks and the nightly drag. Fighting shadows in my room, Laughing at the world’s perfume. I watch them judge, I watch them fall, I’m above it, yet I crawl. --- [3:45 – 4:30] Pre-Chorus 2 The hum is loud, the clock’s a liar, My mind’s on fire, I’m feeling tired. No one listens, no one cares, So I burn myself in neon flares. --- [4:30 – 5:15] Chorus 2 Smoke my pubic hairs, Let the fire take my cares. Neon nights, endless dares, I disappear in their stares. (verhallend, leicht moduliert, hallende Vocals, langsam in die Instrumental-Bridge übergehend) --- [5:15 – 6:15] Bridge / Spoken Word / Psybient Drift (Flüstern, hallende Stimme, fast meditativ) “They don’t know… they never know… empathy is dead… I talk, I reach, I burn… they touch nothing… I smoke my shame, inhale the night… Lines, cans, calls… repeat… repeat… Everything’s buzzing… nothing’s real… I disappear, I disappear…” Background: schwebende Synth-Pads, hallende Shoegaze-Gitarren, leichte Percussion wie Herzschlag. --- [6:15 – 6:50] Instrumental / Outro Synth-Texturen werden dichter, Gitarrenfeedback, Drone. Telefon- und Energydrink-Samples aus Verse 1 leicht verzerrt zurückkehren. Atmosphäre vermittelt Eskapismus und geistige Erschöpfung. --- [6:50 – 7:00] Ende Alles löst sich in Hall auf, nur noch flüsternde Worte und das Summen eines Neonlichts. Fade out langsam ins Nichts.] [0:00 – 0:45] Intro – Ambient Wash (nur Instrumental: hallender Gitarren- und Synth-Pads, leises Rauschen von Wind oder Flüstern im Hintergrund) [Atmosphärische Sounds, minimaler Beat, als ob Gedanken langsam kreisen. Leise Samples von Telefonklingeln, Energydrink-Dosen öffnen.] --- [0:45 – 1:30] Verse 1 I light a fire in the quiet room, Smoke curling from my private bloom. Cans of neon, nights that never end, Voices calling, same shit, my friend. These spießer minds, they never bend, Empathy’s a ghost, I can’t comprehend. I roll a line, then roll away, Time’s a loop and I decay. --- [1:30 – 2:15] Pre-Chorus 1 Feel the hum under my skin, Heart’s a drum, can’t let them in. I talk, I scream, they don’t reply, Fingers numb, just get me high. --- [2:15 – 3:00] Chorus 1 Smoke my pubic hairs, Let the fire take my cares. Neon nights, endless dares, I disappear in their stares. --- [3:00 – 3:45] Verse 2 Lines on mirrors, lines in my brain, Drowning in the buzz, yet full of pain. Call my friends, but they just nag, Energy drinks and the nightly drag. Fighting shadows in my room, Laughing at the world’s perfume. I watch them judge, I watch them fall, I’m above it, yet I crawl. --- [3:45 – 4:30] Pre-Chorus 2 The hum is loud, the clock’s a liar, My mind’s on fire, I’m feeling tired. No one listens, no one cares, So I burn myself in neon flares. --- [4:30 – 5:15] Chorus 2 Smoke my pubic hairs, Let the fire take my cares. Neon nights, endless dares, I disappear in their stares. [verhallend, leicht moduliert, hallende Vocals, langsam in die Instrumental-Bridge übergehend] --- [5:15 – 6:15] Bridge / Spoken Word / Psybient Drift (Flüstern, hallende Stimme, fast meditativ) “They don’t know… they never know… empathy is dead… I talk, I reach, I burn… they touch nothing… I smoke my shame, inhale the night… Lines, cans, calls… repeat… repeat… Everything’s buzzing… nothing’s real… I disappear, I disappear…” [Background: schwebende Synth-Pads, hallende Shoegaze-Gitarren, leichte Percussion wie Herzschlag.] --- [6:15 – 6:50] Instrumental / Outro [Synth-Texturen werden dichter, Gitarrenfeedback, Drone. Telefon- und Energydrink-Samples aus Verse 1 leicht verzerrt zurückkehren. Atmosphäre vermittelt Eskapismus und geistige Erschöpfung.] --- [6:50 – 7:00] Ende [Alles löst sich in Hall auf, nur noch flüsternde Worte und das Summen eines Neonlichts. Fade out langsam ins Nichts.]