Major Arcana

In "Dark Side" with the lyric "I'm weak minded - give 'em candy, bread and watch them weep," I allude to the Latin satirical poet, Juvenal's: panem et circenses (bread and circuses). 
My alter-ego MISSY Shapeshifts between a confused and impulsive citizen of a future dystopia & and dark political figure generating public approval with diversion, distraction or base needs.  "Bread, candy & a show."  Tapping into the new, algorithm-driven social and political apathy with an archaic reference. x

"A Gasoline Goth Pop Nightmare, MISSY is both an artist and Music Producer - using her sound-weaving abilities to lure you into a dream world of her own creation."

MAJOR ARCANA

Dark Side

"oh you just missed her....she went that way..."

She Went That Way

Make me your plastic doll, give me what i'm living for....

We'll be gone in a thousand years,
Nothing lasts forever
I'm afraid of the afterlife, and i'm thinking i'll never...
So wrap me in plastic, toxic, glad i'm not real
I'm safe in the fake feeling, it saved me
So i'll be here in a thousand years, silicone forever
I'm afraid of the after world, because I ran the devil 

I wanna be immortal, escape the end of the line
Don't wanna be so mortal, I wanna be stamped in time

Make me your Plastic Doll,
Give me what i'm living for
Burn it all, burn it all if you must, 
Burn it all, burn it ashes to dust

Destruction is what we fear, til there's nothing out there
Or the loss of what we hold dear, that time draws near
So wrap me in plastic, toxic, glad i'm not real
I'm safe in the fake feeling, it saved me
So i'll be here in a thousand years, silicone forever
I'm afraid of the after world, because I ran the devil 

I wanna be immortal, escape the end of the line
Don't wanna be so mortal, I wanna be stamped in time

Make me your Plastic Doll,
Give me what i'm living for
Burn it all, burn it all if you must, 
Burn it all, burn it ashes to dust
Make me your Plastic Doll,
Give me what i'm living for
Burn it all, burn it all if you must, 
Burn it all, burn it ashes to dust

Don't we all wanna be immortal
Every man for himself, immortal
Kiss me til i'm drunk on tomorrow, tell me i'm not so bad

Make me your Plastic Doll,
Give me what i'm living for
Burn it all, burn it all if you must, 
Burn it all, burn it ashes to dust

Plastic Doll

Phantom
	v1
I got ghosts knocking at my door
bolted closed, with my back against the wall
And i’m smoke, if i’m there at all
Even your touch cannot save me
If evil doesn’t sleep
Then what you dreaming of?
Is your fantasy just loving and leaving
	pre
Devastation in your wake
Dirty clean break
Written on the walls
Dear Diary of an Asshole
“Today I think i’ll break your heart
Tearing atoms apart
Become a Phantom” 
	ch
I’ll be your phantom, darling
One that got away 
I’ll ghost ya for the times that you betrayed us
I’ll be haunting you
This time i’ll be haunting you
Will you abandon hope all ye who enter here
I’m ruthless cut you from my hemisphere oh
I’ll be haunting you
This time i’ll be haunting you


	v2
Your shadow looking more opaque 
I don’t know - were you real or fake?
A mirage from a twisted mind, yeah
You pulled too much bullshit to save this
	pre
I’m drowning in your wake
Dirty clean break
Written on the walls
Dear Diary of an Asshole
“Today I think i’ll break your heart
Tearing atoms apart
Become a Phantom” 

bridge
Is that a silver tear 
From your silver tongue
Tell me my apathy wasn’t wrong 
Is that another lie, 
Or is there a silver lining?
Tell me my apathy wasn’t wrong 

I’ll be haunting you
This time i’ll be haunting you
Tell me my apathy wasn’t wrong 
This time i’ll be haunting you
Tell me my apathy wasn’t
This time i’ll be haunting you

Phantom

You're a tidal wave
Nothing's in your way
You're just too strong
What a force of nature, we should celebrate her
How are you so strong?

She's a witch! Must be witchcraft
So, so, so, so, so much Power!
Lucky lift, card: Major Arcana,
So, so, so, so, so much Power!

Hounds in heels, run for the water!
Losing my sense, losing my senses
Sink or swim, breathe underwater
You'll be the whim, wicked women!

Power!
So, so, so, so, so much Power!
Power!
So, so, so, so, so much Power!

At your fingertips, anything you wish
Wanna belong?
It's an overthrow, knocking down the door

She's a witch! Must be witchcraft
So, so, so, so, so much Power!
Lucky lift, card: Major Arcana,
So, so, so, so, so much Power!

Hounds in heels, run for the water!
Losing my sense, losing my senses
Sink or swim, breathe underwater
You'll be the win, wicked women!

Power!
So, so, so, so, so much Power!
Power!
So, so, so, so, so much Power!

Hell hounds howling, for the heathens!
Fire wings, sailing, madness, reason
Taste the blood of the purest treason
Hell hounds howling, for the heathens

Power!
So, so, so, so, so much Power!
Power!
So, so, so, so, so much Power!

Power

She went that way
I'm not lonely, I'm just a bitch
Can't be alone though, so sick of this
I don't care, I am a glutton
I don't care, do what I want to 
I don't care, candy and thunder
I don't care, I'll push you out of here

Fill up my cup it's a party, get everyone sick, work of art here, aww!
It's getting stronger..
Your lips are the apocalypse getting started 
"Oh, you just missed her - she went that way"
She went that way 

I'm not lonely, I'm just a bitch
Can't be alone though, so sick of this

Oh I feel the hunger, it's getting stronger
Oh I feel the hunger, it's getting stronger

I don't care, I am a glutton
I don't care, do what I want to 
I don't care, candy and thunder
I don't care, I'll push you out of here

Oh She went that way

Could've walked away
But I can't resist a flame
Moth to your wake
Singed and smoking for your brain
It'll be okay, we're all zombies in the frey
On the borderline between the toxic and the dying

You prey on the weak, not for them
I know the game but i'm still falling
Something seems wrong, i'm weak minded
Blinded by the circus freaks
Give 'em candy, bread and watch them weep

That B*tch is 
Gasoline Goth Pop Psycho
Tell me that you won't go over to the Dark Side
Toxic fumes in an eye-roll
Feeling up a nyquill, got your little Pyro-Heart
Pour it up, pour it up, garbage gotta burn, gasoline and furnace, burn it
Pour it up, pour it up, garbage gotta burn, 
Burn it all down

Don't be afraid
I'll be your nightmare when you wake
Mist in the rain, there's dewdrops on your grave
On the borderline between what's twisted by your mind
And the many things that grip ya in the night

I guess we're Gasoline Goth Pop Psycho, 
Weak, weak minded
Gasoline Goth Pop Psycho, 
I'm weak minded

That B*tch is 
Gasoline Goth Pop Psycho
Tell me that you won't go over to the Dark Side
Toxic fumes in an eye-roll
Feeling up a nyquill, got your little Pyro-Heart
Pour it up, pour it up, garbage gotta burn, gasoline and furnace, burn it
Pour it up, pour it up, garbage gotta burn, 
Burn it all down

Don't say anything, I know how you feel
Long lost rabbit holes 
Can't resist a Bad Girl
Only one, only one moment
Over that, over that Sad Girl
I'll be there in a moment
See you on the Dark Side...

Hell in my head (spilt wine)
Sweet escape, Galaxy out of phase
Read on my runaway, Feelings i can’t explain 
Out of shape, 
Beating the “i’m okay”
Hell in my head but only I can hear it

Where we lie, Coddled the dandy lions
Funny, I thought you’d try - Milk drippin as you hide
Baby why,
Loved me the day we died
Hell in my head but only I can hear it

Hell in my head, Hell in my head
Think you’re too far gone now
Vultures are talking to me, spinning the web, building the dread 
Lovingly, how far will we go down X2

We could cry over spilt wine X2
We could fall in the deep X2

Where we lie, Fuzz on the front lines
Making the heavens cry, Money the biggest crime
Getting by, worship the pantomime liars 
Hell in my head but you and I can hear it

Sit and sigh, this mediocre life
Candy flip pass the time, pass me another wine
Get in line, no one puts up a fight 
Zombie Kind
Hell in my head but you & I can hear it

Hell in my head, BOSS
Hell in my head, BOSS
Think you’re too far gone now
When you lie to me i’ll pretend you speak the truth
Fear of loving you
how far will we go down 

Hell in my head, BOSS
Hell in my head, BOSS
Think you’re too far gone now
When you lie to me i’ll pretend you speak the truth
Fear of loving you
how far will we go down 

We could cry over spilt wine X2
We could fall in the deep X2

Hell In My Head

I'm just trash, just
Living on eggshells
I'm just doing a little bit worse than my best

Do you think it's better when i'm gone?
Playing with the boredom, life gone wrong
Fighting in the no-go zone
Riding off the cufflinks, big self-own

Ohh, are you feeling existential?

Mediocre Quarter Life Crisis
Oh sh*t, Oh sh*t,
Love it when i'm breaking down
Mediocre Quarter Life Crisis
Love it when I bring it down

I don't care...but i'm obsessed with your feelings
Borderline depressed mind is reeling
How did it go oh-so-wrong?
Living like an edge-lord in bubble wrapped homes
Coward wearing wolf cologne, awoo~
Get me out of the freak zone

Ohh, Are you feeling existential?

Mediocre Quarter Life Crisis
Oh sh*t, Oh sh*t,
Love it when i'm breaking down
Mediocre Quarter Life Crisis
Love it when I bring it down
I'm just trash, just
Living on eggshells
I'm just doing a little bit worse than my best

Everybody knows what's coming down
Losing my meaning 
Everybody knows what's going down
Losing my meaning 

Mediocre Quarter Life Crisis
Oh sh*t, Oh sh*t,
Love it when i'm breaking down
Mediocre Quarter Life Crisis
Love it when I bring it down
I'm just trash, just
Living on eggshells
I'm just doing a little bit worse than my best

Quarter Life Crisis

DON'T GET ME WRONG 
V1
It's the start of the end
I've let you play pretend so long, have I led you on? 
You've been getting attached
Though we said we'd never be that
So please, can you take it all back
Pre
I'm sorry now, This isn't fair to you at all
I'm sorry now, I heard that you're quite liking me
I'm sorry now
This isn't fair to you at all
I'm sorry now 
But don't get me wrong 
Ch
No, Don't get me wrong
This isn't love, this isn't love 
No, Don't get me wrong
This isn't love, this is just fun to me
V2
And like quicksand 
I've sunk into your trap, sucked 
Deeper I get
Don't want confessions, I don't 
Your love depresses me, don't 
Say your three little words 

Pre + Ch
Bridge
I am guilty 
Oh I am guilty of leading you on
But I never meant to hurt your feelings, never should have lit the spark 
The jury's out
And I have been convicted of 
Messing with your head and messing with your heart,  I never should have gone this far
I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm 
Sorry No
Ch

Don't Get Me Wrong

I don't ever speak my mind
You will never analyze me
Lying like a lullaby 
To de-personalize things
I am now the anxious type 
I dip below the waterline
Think that you can cure me?
High heat enough to Qatarize me - oh - my

No oxygen
How deep i'm in,
i'm breath imparied
Can't shake it off - my heart might stop!
I'm far too scared
Conflicted, self-defeating,
Hope you can let me breath you in
Like....

It's a threesome with my paranoia
You, me & the cold creeping up my spine
Playing with you could be existential
Weight of the world on my mind
Pure divine

Dying like you don't have time
Living like the enemy
I'm your little toy-boy right?
Something that will never be
Fought for, uh, never be, yours, yours

Skyfall don't come back
Let me by, let me be
Weird flex, but i'm heartless
No love, won't love you back mm

Conflicted self-defeating
Hope you can let me breathe you in
Like...

It's a threesome with my paranoia
You, me & the cold creeping up my spine
Playing with you could be existential
Weight of the world on my mind
Pure divine

I might panic, panic panic
Panic attack

Paranoia

blank page

unproduced, none of the instr is to be used 
some of the drums I have made and can be used 

high flyer.mp3

I'm like Bibbidi Bobbidi Bye Bitch, me with you gone is so magic x

Bibbidi Bobbidi Bye Bitch

not a 10, but I'm fuxking crazy
ruining lives on the daily
Is that really what the rumours saying
like mommy save me 
*crying noises*

Narcissist

Ghost Bride

much recording to be done still, songs aren't mixed yet

Glitter

We Can Cry Together

Total Nightmare

Dr Frankenstein

I WANT YOU TO LOVE

Spoil Sport

Cage

Paranoia 

I don't ever speak my mind
You will never analyse me
Lying like a lullaby 
Do depersonalise things
I am now the anxious type
I dip below the waterline
Think that you can cure me
High Heat enough to cauterise
Me Oh my

No oxygen how deep I'm in
I'm breath impaired
Can't shake it off
My heart my stop 
I'm far too scared
Conflicted, self-defeating 
Hope you can let me breathe you in
Like, ah

It's a threesome with my paranoia
You, me and the cold creeping up my spine
Playing with you could be existential 
Weight of the world on my mind
Pure divine
You, me and the cold creeping up my spine

Dying like you don't have time
Living like the enemy
I'm your little toy-boy, right?
Something that will never be
Fought for
Never be, yours
Yours

Skyfall don't come back
Lemme by, lemme be
Weird flex but I'm heartless
No love, won't love you back
Mm
Conflicted, self-defeating 
Hope you can let me breathe you in
Like, ah

It's a threesome with my paranoia
You, me and the cold creeping up my spine
Playing with you could be existential 
Weight of the world on my mind
Pure divine
You, me and the cold creeping up my spine

I might panic, panic, panic
Panic attack 
Ah, 
I might panic panic panic
Panic attack 
Yeah

Paranoia - N1ghtmar3cat Remix

https://youtu.be/LD2Vn4fsPXQ

Watch the performance here!

Narcissist (Live)

so it's come to this

Blush is Candy floss with knives in it. Cute and delicious enough to leave your mouth bleeding.

Blush

Cover produced and performed by MISSY
Live recording:
https://www.facebook.com/MISSYNZ/videos/2051139158455655/

Murder On The Dance Floor - LIVE cover

Music Written & produced by MISSY
EP Mixed by Rich Bryan

Recorded at Studio 509 thanks to Big Pop Studios.
Published by Black Lotus records

Monster

Strange

I'm a walking disaster,
Drawn to the enemy, 
Where the crow calls I will follow
Sucker for the grave-yard digger
Shot my own foot, running to the ditch I dug
There's many little bones in the closet now, 
Making a twisted sound
A howling in the night and it's coming my way
come to collect that pound

Pound, flesh
Blend, fresh
Run, fly, boy cry
No heroes, no heroes, no heroes
Running to the ditch I dug

New year, new me, new hideaway
It's all lies anyway
Can't cope, can't grow
Stagnant cynic-hope 
"here lies your loving gaze"

Building up a back bone, 
Battle drone, so alone
I'm pristine shit, best of all the bad bits!

Pound, flesh
Blend, fresh
Run, fly, boy cry
No heroes, no heroes, no heroes
Running to the ditch I dug

(What's there left to believe, only empty gestures)
Baby you can trust me
Baby you can trust me
Look me in the eye, tell me i'd tell a lie

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