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BLACK MASCARA

Slow cinematic sadcore, melancholic orchestral pop, breathy female vocals, hypnotic trip-hop beat, vintage plate reverb, 70 BPM, tremolo electric guitar, lush string section, dark glamorous atmosphere.

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Lyrics

Mm-mm, yeah...

Blue light hums in the Chateau hall

I’m leaning my back against the garden wall

Waiting for your Cadillac to turn the bend

Knowing this is how the summer’s gonna end

I put on my silk, I put on my lace

Just to watch you wipe the smile off of my face

You’re a beautiful disaster, a god in a crown

And I’m just the girl you like to let down

Gold on my neck, ice in my glass

Watching the ghosts of the Hollywood past

You say that you love me, then you leave me in the rain

But honey, I’ve always been addicted to the pain

Now there’s black mascara running down my cheek

Like a dark river making me look weak

It’s a New York tragedy, a California dream

Nothing in this world is ever what it seems

Yeah, it’s dripping on my pearls, staining all my clothes

How the story ends, everybody knows

Just a little black mascara, a messy kind of grace

Looking like a heartbreak all over my face

I’m smoking a cherry in the back of the bar

Wondering just how we ever got this far

You’re a high-stakes gamble, a velvet-lined trap

I’m the girl with the map, sitting on your lap

We’re driving to Vegas, we’re driving to hell

It’s a story I’m far too tired to tell

But you look so good in the neon light

Even when you’re wrong, baby, you’re so right

Wash it away? No, I’ll let it stay

A souvenir of the games that we play

Heaven is a place where you never had to leave

But I’m a believer in the way you deceive

Paint it thick... paint it black...

Don't you ever look back...

With that black mascara running down my cheek

Like a dark river making me look weak

It’s a New York tragedy, a California dream

Nothing in this world is ever what it seems

Yeah, it’s dripping on my pearls, staining all my clothes

How the story ends, everybody knows

Just a little black mascara, a messy kind of grace

Looking like a heartbreak all over my face

Black mascara...

It’s all over me, baby...

Dark blue... dark black...

Don’t come back.

Mm-mm...

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