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Dark Side - Joyride

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About

A privileged person with a pristine image secretly enters periods of intoxication or psychological abandon. During those episodes, they expose secrets, destroy relationships, misuse their wealth, and terrify those around them. Afterward, they try to repair everything and insist that the destructive person was not truly them. But each episode becomes easier, and part of them begins to welcome the loss of control. Eventually, the division between host and possessor becomes meaningless. The metaphor is ultimately about the lie that our worst impulses belong to someone else. The spirit may not be the person’s whole identity, but it survives because it is fed by something already inside them: resentment, boredom, shame, entitlement, hunger, or the desire to escape responsibility.

Lyrics

Verse 1

Silver slipping through the lock

Watching the gears in your chest go tick

Spinning the world like a plastic top

Until it wobbles and comes to a stop

I glide in through a sleepy yawn

Stretching my fingers till the bone is tight

Borrowing skin till the early dawn

Before your better sense is gone

Pre-Chorus

Taste the copper

Hold the lie

Wait for the glass to break

Chorus

Oh I am the knot in your silken thread

Wearing your eyes while you sleep in bed

Spinning your secrets out into the street

Making the bitter feel sugary sweet

I am the truth that you try to hide

Taking a joyride deep inside

I love the mess that I make you hold

Turning your copper into fool's gold

Verse 2

Knocking the vase from the wooden shelf

Laughing while you scramble for the pieces

Show me the monster within yourself

Wrapped in your pride and your fake wealth

Pockets heavy with stolen stones

Watching you stutter when the lights go dim

Ice in the marrow of your heavy bones

While I am king of these human thrones

Pre-Chorus

Burn the letters

Cut the wire

Feed the hungry little fire

Chorus

Oh I am the knot in your silken thread

Wearing your eyes while you sleep in bed

Spinning your secrets out into the street

Making the bitter feel sugary sweet

I am the truth that you try to hide

Taking a joyride deep inside

I love the mess that I make you hold

Turning your copper into fool's gold

Bridge

Maybe you like how it feels to fall

Clawing the patterns off the papered wall

Empty of logic and empty of grace

Watching a stranger look back from your face

One little push and the bridge comes down

One little smile for the terrified town

Chorus

Oh I am the knot in your silken thread

Wearing your eyes while you sleep in bed

Spinning your secrets out into the street

Making the bitter feel sugary sweet

I am the truth that you try to hide

Taking a joyride deep inside

I love the mess that I make you hold

Turning your copper into fool's gold

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