Again, Again
This track unfolds with deep male vocals over minimal piano and subtle pads, gradually introducing expressive strings and soft percussion. Verses feature clear, strong verses paired with restrained musical backing, while choruses build with fuller instrumentation and dynamic vocal contrasts.
Again, Again
This track unfolds with deep male vocals over minimal piano and subtle pads, gradually introducing expressive strings and soft percussion. Verses feature clear, strong verses paired with restrained musical backing, while choruses build with fuller instrumentation and dynamic vocal contrasts.
Lyrics
Morning scroll
Same bruised headline
Different flag
Same headline
unpleasant and manipulative spoken words
“they had it coming!”
“we had no choice!”
Easy phrases
Polished for a podium voice
Lies in a row like soldiers
Marching across the screen
They sell us fear in portions
Till mercy feels obscene
Again
Again
They call it reason
Call it fate
Wrap our hunger in a clean new name
Again
Again
They paint new borders on our skin
Say it’s order while the fires spin
If this is how they’re making sense
The world is turning wrong again
Again
Again
Handshake
Camera
Teeth like silver
Someone signs their future
With a fountain pen that never
Touches any mud
Or hears a mother curse
Counting foreign bodies
Like they’re numbers in a purse
They raise their glasses higher
To the “difficult decision”
While every empty chair
Is missing from the vision
Again
Again
They call it reason
Call it fate
Wrap our hunger in a clean new name
Again
Again
They paint new borders on our skin
Say it’s order while the fires spin
If this is how they’re making sense
The world is turning wrong again
Again
Again
How loud
Must the quiet get
Before the crowd remembers
What a single life is worth
How small
Do the maps look now
When you lay them on
A scorched piece of earth (oh)
Again
Again
They call it reason
Call it fate
Wrap our hunger in a clean new name
Again
Again
They paint new borders on our skin
Say it’s order while the fires spin
If this is how they’re making sense
The world is turning wrong again
Again
Again