Low Tide

[Intro]
[Cinematic dark ambient]
[Low frequency sub-bass hum]
[Sound of high heels walking on glass]
[Echoing female sigh]

[Verse 1]
[Very breathy, close to mic]
Bottle service, halo flicker, gin is tasting like a sin,
Let the random hands of strangers slide across my cooling skin.
I am hollow, I am thirsty, I am nothing but a throat,
Watching all my golden visions burn up like a paper boat.

[Verse 2]
[Add slow trap beat]
[Crispy hi-hats]
Room is spinning, floor is tilting, someone’s laughing in my face,
Searching for a spark of fire in this damp and crowded space.
Name? I lost it. Face? I forgot it. Lips are just a piece of meat,
While the ghosts of all my lovers wander down a one-way street.

[Chorus]
[Drop]
[Heavy cinematic percussion]
[Distorted bass]
[Layered vocal harmonies]
Silver needles, heavy curtains, hiding from the morning glare,
There is something thick and rotten hanging in the city air.
Every touch is just a bandage on a wound that will not close,
Trading in the holy garden for a plastic, scented rose.

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3]
[Dark seductive groove]
One more refill, one more body, press the weight against the bone,
God, it’s crowded in this basement, yet I’ve never been so lone.
Buying moments, renting fever, trying hard to kill the light,
Chasing down a blacker shadow in the middle of the night.

[Verse 4]
[Vocal fry]
[Melancholic piano chords in background]
I was once a king of sunlight, weaving crowns of golden bees,
Now I’m crawling through the gutter on my dirty, aching knees.
Is there water? Is there mercy? All I find is salt and grease,
Selling off my tattered spirit just to buy a second’s peace.

[Bridge]
[Beat cut-off]
[Ethereal vocalizations]
[Spacey reverb]
The abyss is looking back now with a dull and glassy eye,
While the stars are getting smaller in the grey and leaden sky.
Take my hand and lead me nowhere, let the music drown the scream,
Life is just a cheap addiction in a broken, sweaty dream.

[Verse 5]
[Beat returns with industrial grit]
[Aggressive female vocals]
Ash is falling on the pillow, taste of copper on the tongue,
All the songs of joy and beauty have been choked and left unsung.
Empty bottles, empty promises, the bed is cold and wide,
There is nowhere left to run to, nowhere left for me to hide.

[Outro]
[Slow funeral tempo]
[Whispered vocals]
I am sinking, I am fading, let the heavy curtain fall,
I have written out my mourning on the dirty bathroom wall.
Drink the poison... love the ruin... let the darkness be the prize...
With a fixed and frozen madness in my weary, sunken eyes.

[Fade out]
[Dark synth pad]
[End]

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[Intro] [Cinematic dark ambient] [Low frequency sub-bass hum] [Sound of high heels walking on glass] [Echoing female sigh] [Verse 1] [Very breathy, close to mic] Bottle service, halo flicker, gin is tasting like a sin, Let the random hands of strangers slide across my cooling skin. I am hollow, I am thirsty, I am nothing but a throat, Watching all my golden visions burn up like a paper boat. [Verse 2] [Add slow trap beat] [Crispy hi-hats] Room is spinning, floor is tilting, someone’s laughing in my face, Searching for a spark of fire in this damp and crowded space. Name? I lost it. Face? I forgot it. Lips are just a piece of meat, While the ghosts of all my lovers wander down a one-way street. [Chorus] [Drop] [Heavy cinematic percussion] [Distorted bass] [Layered vocal harmonies] Silver needles, heavy curtains, hiding from the morning glare, There is something thick and rotten hanging in the city air. Every touch is just a bandage on a wound that will not close, Trading in the holy garden for a plastic, scented rose. [Instrumental Break] [Verse 3] [Dark seductive groove] One more refill, one more body, press the weight against the bone, God, it’s crowded in this basement, yet I’ve never been so lone. Buying moments, renting fever, trying hard to kill the light, Chasing down a blacker shadow in the middle of the night. [Verse 4] [Vocal fry] [Melancholic piano chords in background] I was once a king of sunlight, weaving crowns of golden bees, Now I’m crawling through the gutter on my dirty, aching knees. Is there water? Is there mercy? All I find is salt and grease, Selling off my tattered spirit just to buy a second’s peace. [Bridge] [Beat cut-off] [Ethereal vocalizations] [Spacey reverb] The abyss is looking back now with a dull and glassy eye, While the stars are getting smaller in the grey and leaden sky. Take my hand and lead me nowhere, let the music drown the scream, Life is just a cheap addiction in a broken, sweaty dream. [Verse 5] [Beat returns with industrial grit] [Aggressive female vocals] Ash is falling on the pillow, taste of copper on the tongue, All the songs of joy and beauty have been choked and left unsung. Empty bottles, empty promises, the bed is cold and wide, There is nowhere left to run to, nowhere left for me to hide. [Outro] [Slow funeral tempo] [Whispered vocals] I am sinking, I am fading, let the heavy curtain fall, I have written out my mourning on the dirty bathroom wall. Drink the poison... love the ruin... let the darkness be the prize... With a fixed and frozen madness in my weary, sunken eyes. [Fade out] [Dark synth pad] [End]

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