I don't wanna fight I just want your view

Lyrics

[Verse 1 - eerie future-bass pads, distant sub pulses, intimate male vocal with glitchy doubles]
I thought you were different, glitchless and gentle,
a tornado writing poetry, not something mental.
Thought you were special, a secret constellation,
in a freezer-burn capital, a cracked navigation.
You weren’t supposed to shatter in fluorescent blue,
wasn’t your job to turn the mirror against me too.
I loved you, gotta confess, like radiation,
trusted you like scripture, tuning a station.

[Pre-Chorus - rising synth arps, chopped breaths, tension building]
Melissa, signal witch, aurora in static,
why you haunt me in replay automatic?
Why you wanna flip black and white on me,
carve me out of your own destiny?
Just let that anger threshing floor break,
spill it all into my trembling lake.
Car-engine heart, come kindle it back,
come find me in the habits we lack.

[Chorus - huge future bass drop, dark wobbling bass, wide harmonies, aching male lead]
I don’t wanna fight, I just want your view,
no adjectives needed, just existing with you.
We don’t have to talk, let silence glue,
patch every echo between us two.
Tell me what to do, the code, the rite,
I’ll bleed rewrites till I shine you white.
I’ll walk off maps to make you right,
cross continents folded into flight.

[Verse 2 - colder synth textures, broken drum edits, haunted low vocal]
I miss you so much the clocks bruise,
every minute drops like faulty screws.
Been so long the calendar ferments,
moons pile up in late rent complaints.
I’m so sad all the time, acid rain in a jar,
cry so much I fog out the goddamn car.
Please forgive me, dear oath, rusted light,
you promised once in the blackout night.
I’m still here, lobby ghost in your phone,
where are you now, somewhere unknown?

[Pre-Chorus - filtered bass return, shimmering noise, desperate lift]
Melissa, monarch of blue, machine in bloom,
why you distill my sky into waiting rooms?
You could uncurl fingers, let boredom shake,
unhook your heart from the mercy brake.
Shred those scripts that keep you subdued,
we could reboot, scattered yet renewed.
Why can’t we backtrack through the noise,
opera of sirens, broken little joys?

[Chorus - bigger, more distorted bass, stacked male harmonies, emotional release]
I don’t wanna fight, I just want your view,
no adjectives needed, just existing with you.
We don’t have to talk, let silence glue,
patch every echo between us two.
Tell me what to do, the code, the rite,
I’ll bleed rewrites till I shine you white.
I’ll walk off maps to make you right,
cross continents folded into flight.

[Bridge - stripped-down piano, distant vinyl crackle, fragile falsetto touches]
Every love is a hardware bug,
looping itself in a cracked-out shrug.
Every promise is a cheap tattoo,
letters flaking into midnight dew.
God relocated to an outdated server,
saved our messages with nervous fervor.
He replays us like a stuck cassette,
we kiss once, then loop regret.

[Final Chorus / Outro - massive sub drop, soaring pads, vocal ad-libs, fading into static]
Do you really hate my phantom now,
this updated version that still don’t know how?
We can’t erase what we once found,
iridescent fossils underground.
We could be holding each other right now,
knuckles orbiting unspoken vows.
Why don’t you wanna see me now?
I distribute signal but lose the sound.

I’m still here waiting, magnet calm,
beacon burning a modest psalm.
Gravity’s asleep and nothing is holding me here now.
Melissa... come back through the static somehow.