Whiteout

Whiteout

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Whiteout

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Lyric

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[Intro]

(Soft synth pulses, minimalist beat)

Shades of nothing, fits me better.

Keep your neon, I’m the weather.

[Verse 1]

Milk in a crystal, cold to the touch

You’re talking loud, but you don’t say much

I’m leaning back in this oversized chair

Static electricity, salt in the air

Trace the lace, ignore the chase

I’m a ghost in your favorite place

[Verse 2]

Bleached out denim, vanilla on ice

I don’t need advice, I’ve paid the price

Walking the line between bored and refined

Leaving the messy rainbows behind

A blank page is a weapon, didn't you know?

I’m the high tide, I’m the fresh snow

[Pre-Chorus]

Focus on the blur, focus on the void

I’m the silence you can’t avoid

One, two, check the hue

I’m the only one who doesn't need you

[Chorus]

Whiteout, fading into the light

So heavy, so airy, I’m doing it right

No tint, no stain, no borrowed glow

I’m the secret that you’ll never know

Perfectly blank, elegantly rare

Just a whisper of frost in the midday glare

[Verse 3]

Pearl in the mouth, sharp as a tack

Once you go white, you never go back

It’s not an absence, it’s a choice

I’ve muted the world to hear my own voice

Sipping on clouds, watching the rain

I’m the relief, and you’re just the stain

[Bridge]

[Instrumental Break - Deep bass with airy flute]

Don't try to paint me.

Don't try to shade me.

I’m the canvas that owns itself.

[Chorus]

Whiteout, fading into the light

So heavy, so airy, I’m doing it right

No tint, no stain, no borrowed glow

I’m the secret that you’ll never know

Perfectly blank, elegantly rare

Just a whisper of frost in the midday glare

[Outro]

(Whispered)

Keep it pale.

Keep it real.

Bland is the new gold.

[Fade out]

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