Neon Ghosts on Vinyl

Lyrics

(Intro - Smooth, crackling lo-fi vinyl hiss. A melancholic, jazzy piano chord progression rolls in, then abruptly kicks into a gritty, distorted punk-rock bassline) ​(Verse 1 - R&B cadence, vocals are smooth but dripping with attitude) Two in the morning, I’m the queen of the room By three, I’m locked in the bathroom, staring at doom My mind’s a Ferrari with a broken brake I love you, I hate you, how much can you take? Yeah, my wires are crossed, got a beautiful glitch One minute a goddess, the next I’m a... well, switch Up the vibe, cut the lights, let the panic attack Dress it up in black lace, watch me cinematic collapse. ​(Chorus - Heavy, explosive punk rock energy blasts through the lo-fi filter, drums get loud and aggressive) I’m a beautiful mess, a high-voltage ride! Got a thunderstorm raging deep down inside! I’m a little bit anxious, a little insane But admit it, baby, you love the pain. Yeah, I’m up, then I’m down, but I’m looking so good Do the things that a good girl never would. Sassy and gritty, a dangerous pearl Just a sexy, chaotic, bipolar girl. ​(Verse 2 - Spat out with a sharp, rhythmic hip-hop flow over the driving piano) Look, I don't need your pity, I just need your attention Did I mention my tension is a whole new dimension? Medicated, dedicated to the thrill of the chase I’ll kiss you on the mouth then spit in your face. Paranoia on my shoulder, but the fit is immaculate They try to predict me, but they can't even estimate The highs are cinematic, the lows are a pit But you’re still on your knees, so I guess I’m the... hit. ​(Bridge - Music drops out, leaving only a raw, echoing acoustic piano and a slow, seductive R&B rhythm) Heart racing, breath short... but I make it look hot Am I too much to handle? Or the best that you got? I’m spinning, I’m shaking, I’m losing my grip But look at these eyes, and look at this lip... You want the sweet? You gotta take the sting. I’m the puppet, the master, and the whole damn ring. ​(Guitar & Piano Solo - A wild, distorted punk guitar solo that fights with a frantic, beautiful classical piano riff, perfectly capturing the chaotic duality) ​(Chorus - Full blast, maximum volume, gritty vocals with a sassy smirk) I’m a beautiful mess, a high-voltage ride! Got a thunderstorm raging deep down inside! I’m a little bit anxious, a little insane But admit it, baby, you love the pain. Yeah, I’m up, then I’m down, but I’m looking so good Do the things that a good girl never would. Sassy and gritty, a dangerous pearl Just a sexy, chaotic, bipolar girl. ​(Outro - The rock drums fade, returning to the slow, hazy lo-fi beat. The piano plays a final, sweet, unresolved chord. Vocal becomes a sultry, breathless whisper) Catch me before I crash... Or just watch the fireworks. Yeah. (Vinyl scratch, sudden silence)