Song of a girl desperate to be heard.
Music & Illustration / Orange Oyster
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Movie & Animation / Vctmzz
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Vocal / Kasane Teto SV by ‪@twindrillteto‬
Oh look what time it is -- it's Oyster time!
I would like to thank Vctmzz for the amazing work on the video! And I hope that you would enjoy your time here :)
This work may be reused/reposted with proper credits!
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LYRICS:
"These borrowed lies just won't suffice for me!"
Under the crowd's ravenous gaze
A girl walks onto the stage
Smoothing down her velvet dress
Click and clack, she takes one and two steps
In the dazzlingly blinding lights
Reflect the keys of black and white
Between the restless silence
Is the sound of a stifled sigh
Hah, how many times, how many times
Has she circled back to this place?
Hoping someone hears her voice
Weeping from an elaborate cage
They hear harmonies, they hear dissonance
They hear her well-trained touch and the crisp techniques
They hear those elegant melodies
That decorate her quiet pleas
A crescendo, a forzando
Applauding her thunderous passion, what a thrilling scene!
But they don't hear the agony
That has made her sink those claws into the keys
Navigating through expectant gazes
Conventions, rules of the musical maze
Has the little songbird lost her voice along the way
In search for another's praise?
Add a rubato to these pedal notes
And her own flair to this plastic coat
She's long grown sick of this performance
And a smile to hide a hideous snarl
Hah, how many times, how many times
Must she circle back to this place?
Playing pretty pieces in a sick smothered voice
With no ways to escape!
They hear harmonies, they hear dissonance
They hear melodies longing to be freed
Do they hear under these hammered notes,
Her own stories begging to be seen?
Crescendo, a forzando
Chasing approval and an empty dream
She thinks now it is pretty clear that
"These borrowed lies just won't suffice for me!"
They feel harmonies, they feel dissonance
They feel memories she's played on repeat
Can they feel the aching hunger
Growing alongside this soliloquy
Crescendo, sforzando
A noble dream devoured by an ugly greed
It seems hiding behind this lie is just
No longer, oh no longer
No longer enough for me
Yeah!