normal day

normal day “buddy / you’re inventory” industrial avant-garde in a pressed suit. lush analog synths smear against 808 bass while industrial club percussion audits your pulse. paranoia rendered as house music. lyrics below. for fans of: nine inch nails, arca, trent reznor, boy harsher, health tags: industrial avant-garde, industrial house, industrial pop, 808 bass, analog synths, dark club, paranoid pop, ai music, electronic noir, suno suno: https://suno.com/s/MDPIf7f3DHl4hBJ5 lyrics: [verse 1] thought it was a normal day soft light counterfeit halo everything queued up obedient something sacred too bright took one step physics leaned in the receipt learned my handwriting through the paper i swear it practiced [chorus] that thing hates me climbing my nerves moving in like it pays rent murmuring “buddy you’re inventory” that thing made me audit every thought if my head was undercooked or already spoiled [verse 2] someone said “you good?” their pupils filed reports blinked out of sync my possessions answered present the door hummed with the machine’s breath and the mirror said “last chance?” [chorus] that thing hates me climbing my nerves moving in like it pays rent murmuring “buddy you’re inventory” that thing made me audit every thought if my head was undercooked or already spoiled [bridge] [low] the doctor checked my vitals paused too long at the chart said “son there’s a process running where your reasons used to start” [unraveling] now the observers snicker when i hesitate or stall if you catch me stalled in doorways yeah it’s already installing [chorus (fracture)] that thing— still crawling— “buddy you’re—”