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溶ける前に噛め (Chew Before It Melts)

World-Scale Post-Nationality Art pop × Deep Psychedelic Ambient Dub × Empowerment hip hop rhythm × Sample-based Confusion Mix × heavy metal Attitude × Glitch IDM fragment Delay × Grunge Noise-Ambient Convergence [FOXCore with H.E.E × Deep Somatic Groove Architecture × Scene-Responsive Cinematic Composition × Offset-Resolution Architecture] A collage-driven Experimental hip hop with art rock track where sampled fragments, lo-fi glitches, and dry band sounds coexist. There is groove, but no emotional guidance. Rock music treated as an editable object inside a confused digital environment. Global, post-national, but intentionally unglamorous. voice functioning as a sampled object separate from instrumentation A large-scale, genre-blending Post-Shibuya-kei Experimental pop form where choir, electronics, Fuzz guitar, psychedelic Dub -like textures, and Hip hop rhythms coexist as a single unstable organism,

FOX UDON·4:04

Lyrics


[Verse 1]
画面の中で 溶けていく夜
包み紙だけ きれいなまま
味はもう 覚えてない
噛んだはずなのに

指先だけが 忙しくて
頭はどこか 置いてきた
選んでるつもりで
選ばれてた

[Pre-Chorus]
甘い言葉は
すぐ溶ける
形だけが
残っていく

[Chorus]
チョコレートみたいな
世界を
急いで
溶かしてる

満たされたって
書いてある
どこにも どこにも
残ってないのに

[Verse 2]
他人の温度で
安心して
他人の失敗で
息をする

怒った理由も
借り物で
返す場所も
知らない

[Pre-Chorus 2]
味がしないのは
舌じゃなくて
噛む時間を
忘れたせい

[Bridge repeat]
包まれて
守られて
でも
どこにも触れてない

[Final Chorus]
チョコレートみたいな
存在が
ここに
並んでる

食べられないまま
溶けて
名前だけ
残ってる

[Outro]
紙の音だけ
残ってる

[End]


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[Verse 1]

The night
melts inside the screen.
Only the wrapper
stays clean.

I don’t remember the taste anymore.
I swear I chewed,
but nothing stayed.

My fingertips stay busy,
my mind
somewhere else.

Thinking I was choosing,
I was already
chosen.



[Pre-Chorus]

Sweet words
melt fast.
Only their shape
remains.



[Chorus]

A chocolate-like
world,
hurried
into melting.

It says
“satisfied.”
But there’s nothing —
nowhere —
left behind.



[Verse 2]

I borrow someone else’s warmth
to feel safe.
I breathe
through someone else’s mistakes.

Even my reasons for anger
are borrowed.
I don’t know
where to return them.



[Pre-Chorus 2]

If there’s no taste,
it’s not my tongue —
I just forgot
the time it takes
to chew.



[Bridge] (repeat / softly)

Wrapped,
protected,
yet
touching nothing.



[Final Chorus]

Chocolate-like
existences
lined up
right here.

Unbitten,
they melt away,
leaving only
their names.



[Outro]

Only the sound
of paper
remains.



[End]

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