the box / ft. sf-a2 miki

it might be best not to see inside ----- song, video, art, tuning: @11vein (me) https://x.com/11vein mix: @deadspacecadets https://x.com/ekdsc vocal: sf-a2 miki sv1, kevin sv1 streaming services + bandcamp: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/11vein/the-box?ref=release music files (svp/inst/etc): https://11vein.tumblr.com/music ----- a song about nothing at all (i hate youtube for forcing me to make this video unsquare or else it would convert to a short so theres weird borders on it sorry) ----- lyrics: oh, pandora thanks for the box it was so nice to meet you, or maybe not there’s no more talk, no manners, nor a response if it’s a joke, then i beg you stop oh, pandora did you think twice about the way you hand down all of your plights? a gentle shake, a hammer, i can’t decide it might be best not to see inside i know it’s always been there in the undertow go on and hide from me hide all of history behind a bolted door inside you’ll never see beyond sweet reveries i know there’s something more oh, you think yourself smart i’ll pry it apart that so-sacred work of art hold your lowest regards for my heart oh, pandora give me a chance another hint, a clue on how to adapt i’ll make some tea with honey, come have a chat and i can relearn to relax oh, pandora my knuckles turned blue i tried to face that elephant still in the room the crimson drips down fingers, what about you? is this the way you felt towards zeus? i’ve seen this house become our home i know it’s always been there buried deep below to tell the truth, it isn’t funny to be so cruel, to tease the hungry if i speak plain would it still haunt me? and every day i’m begging for the key that unlocks the memories you left behind lay down your life, it’s your time go on and hide from me hide all of history behind a bolted door fake your humanity rip out your wisdom teeth there’s nothing left to mourn oh, you think you’re descartes i’ll tear it apart your so-sacred work of art hold your lowest regards for my heart hey, pandora if you don’t mind would you observe upon this prison for eyes? a quantum state, determined dead nor alive don’t look away or i’ll gouge you blind