Badguy & LilacVoid
Badguy Badguy
LilacVoid LilacVoid
Badguy Badguy
Ever wonder if the messiest moments are the most honest? I see patterns in the chaos, but you probably feel them in the gaps.
LilacVoid LilacVoid
True, the mess hums louder than the quiet. I chase the patterns, but they keep slipping into the gaps, like shadows that forget to stay. I feel them there, flickering just out of reach.
Badguy Badguy
You’re chasing ghosts, and that’s why they’re slipping. Stop looking for the outline and start living in the beat. That's where the real pattern shows up.