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Close the album with a slow, warped psych-funk groove layered with shifting rhythms and subtle odd meters. Drums shuffle loose with syncopation and soft vinyl crackle. Bass weaves melodic patterns warm and deep. Tremolo guitars and shimmering synth pads morph through dreamy, filtered textures with vaporwave-style lush reverb and retro digital effects. Vocals are intimate, lo-fi female voice with light robotic pitch shifts, softly slurred and drenched in chorus and delay, floating like a distant memory. The mood is hypnotic, spacious, and nostalgic—like drifting through a pastel-colored dreamscape. Use tape saturation, bitcrushing, and granular effects on instruments. Automate vocal pitch and chorus subtly for fluidity. Lyrics: Lit it slow… / watched it fade… / left the glass… / didn’t clean… / Said too much… / said it flat… / walked away… / left it at that… / Took the heat… / took it thin… / let the hush… / settle in… / If they ask… / I forget… / Never mine… / never meant…
The image features a woman with long hair, standing in front of a moonlit sky. She appears to be lost in thought, possibly reflecting on her past experiences. The scene is set against a backdrop of a purple and pink sky, creating a dreamy and nostalgic atmosphere. The woman's hair is styled in a ponytail, adding to the overall visual appeal of the image.
Title: Glass Left Untouched
Tags: psych-funk, slow groove, vaporwave, ambient, lo-fi female vocals, granular effects
[Verse 1] Lit it slow… Watched it fade… Left the glass… Didn’t clean… [Verse 2] Said too much… Said it flat… Walked away… Left it at that… [Chorus] Memory loops in colored haze Time bends softly in retro phase We drift like ghosts in vapor scenes Where nothing’s real, and everything leans [Verse 3] Took the heat… Took it thin… Let the hush… Settle in… [Bridge] Whispers echo through broken tape Moments warped, we can't escape Tremble lines and vinyl hiss Dreams dissolve in what we miss [Chorus] Memory loops in colored haze Time bends softly in retro phase We drift like ghosts in vapor scenes Where nothing’s real, and everything leans [Outro] If they ask… I forget… Never mine… never meant… [Fade Out]