Create English Alt-Pop lyrics for a breathy, textured female vocalist: - Music parameters: 105-115 BPM, D minor, core instrumentation of warped glockenspiel lines, lopsided lo-fi beats, detuned toy piano riffs, subtle sub-bass swells, faint distorted jack-in-the-box sound effects. - Theme: Introspective narrative of a teen sneaking back to an abandoned 90s boardwalk at 2AM, confronting the faded, ghostly version of her childhood self who still waits for her to keep a long-forgotten promise to ride the Ferris wheel together. - Tone: Equal parts eerie, softly melancholic, and tenderly defiant, with whimsical, uncanny imagery of rusted ride lights flickering, cotton candy residue sticking to old ticket stubs, and distant distorted carnival jingles drifting on the wind. - Lyrical phrasing matches conversational, deadpan melodic cadence in the vein of Billie Eilish and Melanie Martinez, with vivid, specific storytelling details.
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[Intro] [Verse] Sneaking past the chain link fence Moonlight makes the ocean dense Sneakers clicking on the wood Doing things I never should Smell of salt and ancient grease Finding my internal peace [Pre-Chorus] Listen to the crank turn slow Shadows where the neon used to glow I see a ribbon in the wind Tracing where the story pinned [Chorus] Hey there, little ghost of mine Waiting by the ticket line Pink sugar on your face Frozen in this hollow space We promised we would touch the stars In those rusty metal cars Now the wheel is stuck in place [Verse] Found a stub inside my shoe Faded yellow, almost blue Nineteen-ninety-something date Sorry that I’m running late Clown face peeling on the wall Watch the heavy plastic fall [Pre-Chorus] Listen to the crank turn slow Shadows where the neon used to glow I see a ribbon in the wind Tracing where the story pinned [Chorus] Hey there, little ghost of mine Waiting by the ticket line Pink sugar on your face Frozen in this hollow space We promised we would touch the stars In those rusty metal cars Now the wheel is stuck in place [Bridge] The gears are screaming out in pain Washing off the sugar stain You’re looking at me like a stranger Sensing all the growing danger Don't cry beneath your paper crown I'll never let the lever down [Hook] Spinning, spinning, world is thinning Losing what we thought was winning Toy piano, out of tune Howling at a paper moon [Verse] Glockenspiel is ringing clear Whispering into my ear Take the seat and close your eyes Ignore the metal-heavy sighs She reaches out a sticky hand Buried in the shifting sand [Chorus] Hey there, little ghost of mine Waiting by the ticket line Pink sugar on your face Frozen in this hollow space We promised we would touch the stars In those rusty metal cars Now the wheel is stuck in place [Outro]
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