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Between the shelves of fractured thought, where meaning bends and words distort, I found myself divided—twice, a body lost, a head in flight. The letters shift, they twist, they sneer, a scrambled truth not meant to hear. Bizarre—does it spell my fate? Or is it time that mutates shape? She watches from the upper plane, half-formed muse of mind’s domain, a whisper poised, a thought unsaid, while I remain—no face, no head. The books are bound, but thought is free, disjointed dreams in library spines. Reality is alphabet soup, and I am drowning in the lines. Tell me, stranger, what you see— a puzzle lost, unwound, undone? Or just a word that once was whole, now scattered—lost to everyone?
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[Intro: Disjointed piano notes, static bursts, and distant, whispered voices—like half-formed thoughts flickering in and out.] [Soft, almost spoken vocals, eerie and detached.] Between the shelves of fractured thought, where meaning bends and words distort, I found myself divided—twice, a body lost, a head in flight. [Verse 1: A pulsing bassline emerges, unsettling synth textures ripple beneath.] The letters shift, they twist, they sneer, a scrambled truth not meant to hear. Bizarre—does it spell my fate? Or is it time that mutates shape? [Pre-Chorus: A sudden shift—beat stutters, vocals layer in a haunting harmony.] She watches from the upper plane, half-formed muse of mind’s domain. A whisper poised, a thought unsaid, while I remain—no face, no head. [Chorus: Big, haunting, yet beautiful—floating vocals over swelling synths and cascading guitars.] The books are bound, but thought is free, dreams disjointed in library spines. Reality is alphabet soup, and I am drowning in the lines. [Verse 2: A glitchy, fragmented rhythm—like skipping pages of a book.] The vowels melt, the consonants break, the ink bleeds out, the pages shake. I chase a meaning shifting form, a sentence born but never sworn. [Bridge: A dreamlike descent—ambient synths swirl, words loop and distort.] Tell me, stranger, what you see… (A puzzle lost, unwound, undone?) Or just a word that once was whole… (Now scattered—lost to everyone?) [Beat vanishes—just a lone piano note echoing… then silence.] [Outro: A ghostly whisper, reversing echoes, fading like a memory dissolving.] A word once whole… Now scattered…
Song info
Ethereal, glitchy art-rock w/ haunting vocals, warped synths, shifting time sigs. Disjointed piano, cascading guitars, eerie textures. Dreamlike yet unnerving, dissolving form.
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