Addicted
Retro computer sounds reimagined as mythical artifacts—glitchy, ceremonial, and ancient, like magic surviving inside obsolete machines. retro futurism realistic, indie pop, garage psychedelic, smoky, haunting melodies, avantgarde vintage and wavy keys, no guitar, ride cymbal chill was fuck on the top, retro mystical cinematic mythical beat with a vintage feel, Slow, head-nod tempo (88 BPM), muted upright bass, vinyl crackle, soft tape hiss, and minor-key strings, Noir atmosphere, theatrical and seductive, Prominent transatlantic, hypnotizing, neo-futurism, korg m1 instrumental set, calipso
Addicted
Retro computer sounds reimagined as mythical artifacts—glitchy, ceremonial, and ancient, like magic surviving inside obsolete machines. retro futurism realistic, indie pop, garage psychedelic, smoky, haunting melodies, avantgarde vintage and wavy keys, no guitar, ride cymbal chill was fuck on the top, retro mystical cinematic mythical beat with a vintage feel, Slow, head-nod tempo (88 BPM), muted upright bass, vinyl crackle, soft tape hiss, and minor-key strings, Noir atmosphere, theatrical and seductive, Prominent transatlantic, hypnotizing, neo-futurism, korg m1 instrumental set, calipso
Lyrics
VERSE 1
I been sippin’ on the silence
neon drippin’ down the wall
Every face a little timeless
but I only feel you call
Hands shake when you get closer
room tilts just a bit
I don’t know if this is love or
just the way you hit
PRE-CHORUS
low, pulled back
I think I’m addicted…
yeah, I think I’m addicted…
CHORUS
main hook — lazy, confident
I think I’m addicted,
I need you…
I don’t even fight it,
I see you…
Say it real slow,
right in my ear,
don’t even promise,
just keep me here.
VERSE 2
Every night just melts together
once you pull me back in
I don’t wanna feel it deeper
but you know the rest
BRIDGE
filtered / echoing
Lights blur…
eyes locked…
heart don’t know when to stop…
One more hit,
CHORUS — REPEAT / LOOPABLE
I think I’m addicted,
I need you…
I don’t even fight it,
I see you…
Lean real close,
say it again,
don’t say forever,
say when
OUTRO
spoken, fading
Maybe it’s the lights…
maybe it’s the sound…
maybe it’s just you,
pullin’ me down…
I think I’m addicted…