Oh No (Here Comes That Feeling Again) (v5)
Genre tags: Kawaii Future Bass, Psychological Electronic, Art Pop, Fever Dream Pop Vocals tags: female, Fragile, Pitch-Modulated, Desperate, Layered, Intrusive Whispers, Glued Harmonies Style tags: Claustrophobic, Saccharine-Corrosive, Polyrhythmic, Melodically Overwhelming, Bittersweet, Cathartic, Unsettlingly Intimate
Oh No (Here Comes That Feeling Again) (v5)
Genre tags: Kawaii Future Bass, Psychological Electronic, Art Pop, Fever Dream Pop Vocals tags: female, Fragile, Pitch-Modulated, Desperate, Layered, Intrusive Whispers, Glued Harmonies Style tags: Claustrophobic, Saccharine-Corrosive, Polyrhythmic, Melodically Overwhelming, Bittersweet, Cathartic, Unsettlingly Intimate
Lyrics
Intro
(Instrumental)
Verse 1
Counting cracks up on the ceiling
The dust motes do a ballet in the sun
There's a spiderweb revealing
A story that has only just begun
The clock upon the wall is holding its breath
The kettle's getting ready for a scream
I'm practicing a smile to cheat my own death
And living out a sugar-coated dream
Pre-Chorus
But the air is getting thinner
And the corners of the room begin to bend
I can feel myself the sinner
And the saint on whom the falling skies depend
Chorus 1
Oh no, here comes that feeling again
The teacups start to tremble on the shelf
A thousand tiny voices in the rain
Are telling me I'm not quite myself
Oh no, the pretty colors start to run
My pulse is playing syncopated trap
I thought that I had finally outrun
The little monster hiding in the gap
Verse 2
Rearranging all the pictures
To face the wall so they don't have to see
Reciting holy scriptures
That I learned from late-night, bad TV
I'm laughing at a joke I haven't heard yet
My shadow's doing dances on its own
I'm placing down a losing kind of bet
On whether I can stand to be alone
Pre-Chorus
'Cause the air is getting heavy
And the floor is turning into sinking sand
And the wolves are at the levee
With a language I can almost understand
Chorus 2
Oh no, here comes that feeling again
The teacups start to smash against the floor
A thousand tiny voices in the rain
Are singing out my name outside the door
Oh no, the pretty colors start to bleed
My pulse is playing rhythms I can't stand
It's planting a contaminated seed
And taking over everything I planned
Bridge
The world goes quiet, everything is still
The monster stops to catch its breath, and then...
For a second, I forgot I was so ill
For a second, I forgot how to pretend.
Chorus 3
OH NO, IT'S HERE, THAT FEELING AGAIN
THE (voices) SMASH THE (tremble) ON THE SHELF
A THOUSAND-MILLION VOICES IN THE RAIN
I'M NOT MYSELF I'M NOT MYSELF I'M NOT MYSELF
OH NO, THE COLORS (run) AND (bleed) AND FADE
MY PULSE IS JUST A SCREAMING, BROKEN MESS
THE MONSTER IN THE GAP I KNOW I MADE
IS ANSWERING MY EVERY PRAYER WITH 'YES'!
Outro
The teacups start to tremble...
Oh no... here comes that feeling again.