(BPM: Slow 3/4 Time dollwave• Instrumentation: Distorted Music Box, Cold Analogue Synth, Reverberant Drums, Whispered sad/nostalgic Vocals) (Intro: The metallic click-clack of a key winding up a porcelain music box, overlayed with cold synth haze) (Verse 1) A fallen star in a faded sky, The earth contorts as the wire windes tight. Glazed glass eyes open in the dark, Porcelain fingers trace their mark. Cold winds blow through the Teatime hills, The night is soft with with elegant thrills. Bark on the pine trees, cobwebs in bloom, We dance like puppets across the room. (Chorus) It’s the Teatime Waltz... hear the music box chime, The Teatime Waltz... trapped in borrowed time. Twisting in silence, dark pastel dreams, We spin on strings to silent screams. (Verse 2) Marching faint on little wooden feet, Good souls fractured a music box beat. Spiders spins thread from a velvet veil, Catching us up in her fairytales. Wrapped up tight in spider silk threads, Soft little voices, beautiful dead. (Chorus) It’s the Teatime Waltz... hear the music box chime, The Teatime Waltz... trapped in borrowed time. Twisting in silence, dark pastel dreams, We spin on strings to silent screams. (Bridge / Dance Call) One step soft... glass slipper slide..... Silent dark is left for a doll to hide... Porcelain hands grip... a blade down low... The winding key is moving slow... The storm bleeds through the nursery door... You belong here evermore..... (Instrumental Break: Glitched synth swells, distorted music box melody fading into heavy reverb) (Chorus) It’s the Teatime Waltz... hear the music box chime, The Teatime Waltz... trapped in borrowed time. Twisting in silence, dark pastel dreams, We spin on strings to silent screams. (Outro) Spin in slow motion... move Im alive... In Teatime's grip... none can survive.. The wax starts to melt... Just pretty plastic... feeling what we felt... [Music dead stop] (Whisper spoken very slowly Low sad regretful...) I.wish..I..was..a..real girl...... (Distorted music box plays) (Music box gets slower and more distorted like winding down) (Fade out on a winding key slowing down to a stop, followed by a quiet porcelain snap)
