Chemical Favor
A late-night indie synthwave song inspired by 'doing all your drugs for free,' driven by analog synth arpeggios, reverb-heavy snare, deep bassline, and soft electric piano. Dreamy, dangerous, and hypnotic.
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Lyrics
[Verse]
The velvet curtains swallow up the hall
A sugar-coated venom on the wall
You hand me silver spoons of liquid haze
We vanish in a spiral violet maze
The ceiling drips with heavy hollow light
We trade our heavy shadows for the night
I sink into the fabric of your palm
A frantic sort of catastrophic calm
[Chorus]
You are the thief who leaves the heavy gold
The secret that the dying never told
I take the medicine that burns my skin
To let the quiet anarchy begin
It costs me nothing but the soul I keep
A promise that is buried ten feet deep
I am the ghost within your vanity
Doing all your drugs for free
[Verse]
The windows melt like wax against the heat
A rhythmic pulse beneath our heavy feet
You offer up a glass of frozen smoke
A jagged line within a cruel joke
The gravity is pulling at my hair
I find a sudden hunger in the air
Your eyes are like a shipwreck in the tide
With nowhere left for honesty to hide
[Chorus]
You are the thief who leaves the heavy gold
The secret that the dying never told
I take the medicine that burns my skin
To let the quiet anarchy begin
It costs me nothing but the soul I keep
A promise that is buried ten feet deep
I am the ghost within your vanity
Doing all your drugs for free
[Bridge]
The air is thick as honey in the throat
A sinking ship that masquerades as boat
I do not need a reason or a name
To feed the hungry flicker of the flame
We drift beyond the border of the law
A beautiful and suffocating flaw
[Chorus]
You are the thief who leaves the heavy gold
The secret that the dying never told
I take the medicine that burns my skin
To let the quiet anarchy begin
It costs me nothing but the soul I keep
A promise that is buried ten feet deep
I am the ghost within your vanity
Doing all your drugs for free
[Chorus]
You are the thief who leaves the heavy gold
The secret that the dying never told
I take the medicine that burns my skin
To let the quiet anarchy begin
It costs me nothing but the soul I keep
A promise that is buried ten feet deep
I am the ghost within your vanity
Doing all your drugs for free
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