Bruises in the Air

[Verse 1]
Women sweat bass
on this cracked dance floor
Bruises in the air
like halos of war
Owls howl in the wind
outside this stained glass bar
Nature and peace
but inside I’m a scar
[Pre-Chorus]
My soul is falling
falling apart
You poisoned my veins
never touched my heart
You said nothing
silence like a dart
I read every pause
like modern art
[Chorus]
But I’m a fucking queen (say it)
Crown made out of every tear you’ve seen (wear it)
Bleeding in my boots
still I walk, I lean
I love you, I love you
but I love me more
I’m a fucking queen
pick my pieces off the floor
[Verse 2]
Moon over trash cans
smells like rain and wine
Laughing at my shadow
stepping out of line
You’re a ghost in my phone
just a flickering screen
I delete your name
keep the ruined dream
[Pre-Chorus]
My soul is falling
falling apart
You poisoned the room
never touched my heart
You said nothing
ripped me from the start
I stitched my own skin
called it fragile art
[Chorus]
‘Cause I’m a fucking queen (louder)
Crown made out of every tear you’ve seen (shine it)
Shaking but I stand
in between the mean and clean
I love you, I love you
but I love me more
I’m a fucking queen
hear my heels across the floor
[Bridge]
Owls in the rafters
nature still sings
Peace in the chaos
broken glass wings
You drank from my soul
left the cup on the ground
I’ll grow a wild garden
from the hurt you drowned (yeah)
[Chorus]
I’m a fucking queen
Crown made out of every tear you’ve seen
Heart still cracked
but my spine stays lean
I love you, I love you
but I love me more
I’m a fucking queen
and I’m walking out your door (hey)
I’m a fucking queen
don’t need your love anymore

Dark alt-pop with female vocals, pulsing sub-bass and tom-heavy drums. Verse sits in a smoky, intimate register over sparse piano and distant owl-like pads; chorus explodes with distorted synths, stacked harmonies, and a gritty, shouted hook. Bridge strips to vocal and drone before a final, defiant chorus hits with extra ad-libs and widened stereo textures., soul