Behold, the 1k+ credit one-gen!
(kind of)
(not exactly)
(it's close enough)
(think Color🎨ベース but on a smaller scale)
(I forgot the exact number of credits because I'm dum)

Instead of my usual ADHD extending and replacing, this time I felt out the transitions I wanted and planned the lyrical melodies accordingly in order to lead the instrumental in the way I wanted.
And if it wasn't how I wanted it... to the trash it went! Retry! Retry! Redo! (Help me!)
This was the most in depth I've gotten with actual worded prompts in a long time.

There's a few replaced sections, but nothing crazy - just fixing borked lyrics because my vocalist couldn't speak properly and there was weird sound design/mastering.
Actually, that second one is probably because of [Experimental Electronic]

... 🤔

Am I my own worst enemy?



★



That high that your body craves,
Eludes your mind, depraved.
That sickly sweet deep grave,
Die, Die, Die...
Dead...

The brooding silhouette,
Strays too close-winds up dead.
They'll never get their high,
Too busy stuck rock bottom.

✶

There's a limit to the ecstasy one can feel from some- (something?)
There's life limited expectancy-statistic of the one- who- (expect nothing~)

Pour poison on the thirsty! (Let them drink!)
Feed dirt to the hungry! (Let them eat!)
Fill your belly with the sins of humanity!
Don't waste your life expectancy!

The brooding silhouette...
Strays too close-winds up dead...
They'll never get their high...
Too busy stuck rock bottom...