#BrainRot: a song of unrequited love in the language of Gen Alpha. A sardonic pop-punk anthem for the eternally down bad.

If you’ve ever been ghosted, left on read, or stuck in the eternal thirst trap, this one's for you.

******************LYRICS*********************
OOH, I'm horn for life, 
can't you see? But you locked me out, 
swallowed the key. I’m bet to blow, 
Lit the Rizz on rite, But I'm on the couch—
No gyatt tonight!

Woke up, phone in my hand
But you’re ghosting me, like I’m a simping stan.
I tried to kiss you, not gon' lie
You laughed it off, access denied.

I took your side when they all talked cap,
I sent you memes and made you laugh 
You rolled your eyes—you don't rizz back, 
You left me hanging and crashed out fast.

Now you’re rotting on TikTok feeds, 
While I’m here with hard-on needs.

OOH, I'm horn for life, can’t you see?
But you locked me out and swallowed the key. 
I’m bet to blow, lit the rizz on right,
But I'm on the couch—No gyatt tonight!

I played your playlist, I set a vibe, 
I cooked a meal, your goated sides. 
But you hit the pillow again, 
Said, “Maybe tomorrow, my down bad friend.”

I’m laying here, cringe on blast, 
But you'd rather binge that Netflix app.

OOH, I'm horn for life, can't you see? 
But you locked me out, swallowed the key 
I’m bet to blow, my rizz O.G., 
You rolled over and fell asleep!

OOH, I'm horn for life, can’t you see?
But you locked me out and swallowed the key. 
Oh, horn for life, yeah, it’s my plight, 
I’m stuck on read—no gyatt tonight!
No gyatt tonight! (Woah-oh-oh!)
No gyatt tonight! (Woah-oh-oh!) I guess I’ll just
say goodnight.

#BrainRot

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The Midnight Gate

#songwriter #womanartist #indie #alternative #folkpop

The messenger 
Sometimes appears 
The messenger 
Sometimes disappears 
The messenger
is sometimes confused or lost

Yet maybe … (maybe) … maybe 
They have something you oughta hear

No one is coming to save you. (To save you)

dressed in a shadow from head to toe
He appeared in front of me
In a place that can alter shape or mood
With a click of a button 
It’s a game too serious to see
Here the sky is the limit 
But the sky ends abruptly 
Everything has its end
Except maybe (maybe) space and time

Yet maybe … (maybe) … maybe 
They have something you oughta hear

The message evaporates … yeah yeah yeah
The message vanishes … mmmmmmmmmm
The message dissolves … … no.no.no.no 
My Messenger walks away without a farewell … bye bye bye

No one is coming to save you
(No one is coming to save you) 
Mmmmmmmmmm,

Lessons to be learned 
Stories to be heard 
Tales to be spun
Morals to be sung
Things you need to hear
But prefer to ignore
The messenger. From the messenger … 
(Bye bye bye)

Sometimes the Messenger stays for awhile
Sometimes the messenger walks right by
Sometimes sometimes they are unseen (invisible)
Sometimes they come in a dream 

The messenger 
Sometimes appears 
The messenger 
Sometimes disappears 
The messenger
Sometimes is confused or lost

Yet maybe … (maybe) … maybe 
He  has something i oughta hear

No one is coming to save me 

The message evaporates … yeah yeah yeah
The message vanishes … mmmmmmmmmm
The message dissolves … … no.no.no.no 
My Messenger walks away without even a farewell … bye bye bye

No one is coming to save me  … no no no no no

No one is coming to save me  . . . Bye bye bye bye


"The Messenger" explores themes of communication, isolation, and self-reliance. The messenger symbolizes a mysterious figure who delivers important messages but often appears and disappears, leaving confusion and a sense of loss. The lyrics emphasize that "no one is coming to save you," highlighting the need for personal accountability in facing life's challenges.

Imagery of a shadowy messenger in a mutable environment suggests the fleeting nature of understanding and reality. The song reflects on crucial lessons often ignored, while the repeated notion of messages evaporating or dissolving signifies the struggle to retain valuable insights. Ultimately, it captures the bittersweet journey of seeking guidance while recognizing the necessity of navigating one's own path.

the messenger

the song to song to be. i like this track, has a certain manic energy i fw.

lyrics --

nothing ever lasts forever,
nothing ever lasts forever,
nothing ever lasts forever,
nothing ever lasts.
nothing ever lasts forever,
nothing ever lasts forever,
nothing ever lasts forever,
nothing ever lasts.

if i had a- if i had a choice-
if i had a choice- if i had a choice,
id be lieing if i said id avoid,
all the hurt and the noise.
if i could go back, i wouldnt turn my back.

its- its- its not like rain dont fall,
if it hurts dont call, ive been worse off-
if i had a- if i had a choice,
id be lieing inside of his voice.
abracadabra he said, 
and now its ringing in my head.
ive come so far just to neglect
the only person i respect.

nothing ever helps this feeling,
nothing ever helps this feeling,
nothing ever helps this feeling,
nothing ever helps.
nothing ever helps this feeling,
nothing ever helps this feeling,
nothing ever helps this feeling,
nothing ever helps.
nothing ever helps.
nothing ever helps.

its- its- its not like rain dont fall,
if it hurts dont call, ive been worse off-
if i had a- if i had a choice,
id be lieing inside of his voice.
abracadabra he said, 
and now its ringing in my head.
ive come so far just to neglect.
the only person i respect is 
laying dead inside my bed.
how could i laugh? dont i regret
decisions made? severance paved
the way for me to dig my grave.

if i had a- if i had a choice-
if i had a choice- if i had a choice,
id be lieing if i said id avoid,
all the hurt and the noise.
if i could go back, i wouldnt turn my back.



#BrainRot

Ghost Malone

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