Stacy — fresh out of the oven

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Certified Survivor

hyperpop

Take 12:22 open ↗

Take 23:00 open ↗

Verse 1:

I used to have a bad day

Now I have a diagnosis

I used to cry and move on

Now I have a whole thesis

Pre-chorus:

My therapist said feel it

So I felt it for five years

Now I can't feel anything else

But at least I have the vocabulary

Chorus:

I'm a certified survivor

Got the worksheets and the merch

I've processed every trauma

In a fifty-dollar church

I'm a certified survivor

Don't you dare say I've moved on

Healing is my full-time job

And the job is never done

Verse 2:

I used to be a person

With a Tuesday and a lunch

Now I'm a narrative arc

With a very healing hunch

Bridge (spoken, Stacy deadpan):

What if... the wound closed?

What would I talk about?

Who would I BE?

...No. No, that's not safe.

Outro:

Certified. Certified. Certified.

(What if I'm just fine?)

Certified.

Fair Trade

hyperpop

Take 11:34 open ↗

Take 22:19 open ↗

[Verse 1]

Boycott Amazon, cancel the brand

Oat milk in a cup that she holds in her hand

Ethically sourced, fair trade certified

But she books the crisis first class every time she cries

[Pre-Chorus]

Whole Foods cart full of moral high ground

Save the planet on the way downtown

Nothing costs too much when the pain is real

Organic, sustainable, unprocessed feels

[Chorus]

Fair trade

Ethically sourced

Certified organic pain

Fair trade

On a premium plan

Suffering sustainably again

[Verse 2]

Capsule wardrobe, slow fashion queen

Forty dollar candle, you know what I mean

Anti-capitalist, anti-the-system

But the upgrade to business class — she never missed 'em

[Bridge - spoken, wry]

I'm not saying the pain isn't real.

I'm saying... maybe the pain has a loyalty program.

Maybe the pain has a points balance.

Maybe the pain has an airport lounge.

[Outro Chorus]

Fair trade

Ethically sourced

What if nothing's wrong

What if the cart is just... full

Fifteen Years a Brand

hyperpop

Take 12:17 open ↗

Take 21:44 open ↗

[Verse 1]

I built a whole identity on you being wrong

Put it on a tote bag, made it into a song

Told the story at dinner, told it at the bar

Everybody nodded, everybody scarred

[Pre-Chorus]

Got a grievance and I'm keeping it warm

It's load-bearing now, it's part of the form

Of who I am, who I am, who I am

[Chorus]

Fifteen years a brand

Didn't see it coming with my own two hands

Built the whole thing on shifting sand

Now I'm the founder and I don't know the plan

Fifteen years a brand

Every heartbreak, monetized, pre-planned

Standing in the ruins, looking grand

Fifteen years a brand

[Verse 2]

I've got the receipts in a color-coded file

Archived the crying, I've been doing it in style

The wronged one, the real one, the one who stayed pure

The narrative's tight and the profit's secure

[Bridge]

What if I let it go

Not even for you

Just because carrying this

Is a full-time job I never applied to

What if I set it down

Walked away from the stage

What if the bravest thing

Was turning the page

[Outro]

Still profitable

Brand equity's holding

Still profitable

My Therapist Agrees

indie pop

Take 13:09 open ↗

Take 21:47 open ↗

Verse 1:

Everyone I date is a narcissist

My therapist confirmed it

She also said my mom's to blame

And honestly she earned it

Pre-chorus:

Seven years of Tuesday sessions

Forty grand in retrospect

I am so emotionally literate

And completely wrecked

Chorus:

My therapist agrees with me

My therapist agrees

I bring the evidence, she nods

She charges by degrees

My therapist agrees with me

That everyone's the worst

The only thing she won't confirm

Is maybe I came first

Verse 2:

I've done the inner child work

I've reparented my pain

I've trauma-bonded with myself

And I'll do it all again

Bridge:

She said "what do YOU think?"

I said "I think I'm right"

She said "our time is up"

I said "that's so like you"

Outro (Stacy, quietly):

What if growing up... is just

not doing this anymore.

Same Five Names

Dark hyperpop with a Berlin techno spiral outro

Take 13:08 open ↗

Take 22:24 open ↗

[Verse 1]

You said you met him twice

I met him three floors up

Same scarf, different lie

Same smile, different cup

Everybody knows somebody

Who knows the one you left

It’s a tiny little spiderweb

In a borrowed chest

[Pre-Chorus]

And nobody’s evil

Just late to the door

One small choice

Then ten more

We keep the receipts

In the shape of our names

Then laugh when the pattern

Shows up again

[Chorus]

Same five names

How does it happen?

Same five names

It’s kind of insane

It’s kind of perfect

Same five names

[Verse 2]

Stacy in the corner

Counts the exits, counts the rings

Who kissed who in winter

Who moved in with the strings

Your ex at my party

My roommate’s old flame

We all act surprised

Like we didn’t play the game

[Pre-Chorus]

And nobody’s plotting

Just crossing the room

One text, one favor

One borrowed tune

We call it coincidence

But it’s got a face

And it keeps on smiling

In the same damn place

[Chorus]

Same five names

How does it happen?

Same five names

It’s kind of insane

It’s kind of perfect

Same five names

[Bridge]

No villain in the mirror

No thunder in the hall

Just a hundred little nudges

That pretend they’re small

If you pull one thread

The whole thing sways

Still, look at us go

Finding each other in maze

[Outro]

[Berlin techno spiral outro]

Same five names

Round and round

Same five names

Beautiful, busted

Same five names

Sign Here

Hyperpop meets Berlin techno with motorik four-on-the-floor and chipped digital percussion

Take 13:24 open ↗

Take 23:23 open ↗

[Verse 1]

You brought the folder in

Like a tiny white flag

I wore my calm face

Like it came with the bag

We split the spoons

We split the plant

Now you want my name

On the last small chance

You said, "Just sign here"

Like it’s nothing at all

I smiled so politely

I almost missed the fall

Your pen looked expensive

Your hands looked familiar

How rude of your fingers

To still be so thrilling, dear

[Pre-Chorus]

And I should hate this

I should be done

But your last name

Still tastes like fun

The ink goes black

The room goes white

Baby, finality

Is a hell of a sight

[Chorus]

Sign here, sign here

That’s the part I fear

Sign here, sign here

Now you look so clear

(So clear)

Sign here, sign here

And suddenly, dear

Finality’s a thrill

And I want you near

[Verse 2]

You folded the pages

With surgical care

I laughed at the witness

She barely looked there

My heart did a backflip

In sensible shoes

The cruelest surprise

Was how good you looked blue

You asked if I’m okay

I said, "Lushly tragic"

You blinked like you knew

That line was magic

I hate that my pulse

Has such bad timing

Right when it’s over

I start idealizing

[Pre-Chorus]

And I should pack this

Into the past

But your neat little signature

Hits me too fast

The line is final

The mood is not

Baby, closure is

The hottest thing I’ve got

[Chorus]

Sign here, sign here

That’s the part I fear

Sign here, sign here

Now you look so clear

(So clear)

Sign here, sign here

And suddenly, dear

Finality’s a thrill

And I want you near

[Bridge]

Don’t call it romance

That would be rude

It’s just your neat penmanship

And my bad attitude

We’re so very civil

It borders on art

You became my type

The minute you left my heart

[Breakdown]

Sign here

(yes, here)

Sign here

(right here)

The ink, the click

The quiet hit

I swear I’m fine

I’m just like this

[Final Chorus]

Sign here, sign here

That’s the part I fear

Sign here, sign here

Now you look so clear

(So clear)

Sign here, sign here

And suddenly, dear

Finality’s a thrill

And I want you near

Sign here, sign here

Tell me it’s sincere

Sign here, sign here

Then pull that chair near

(So near)

Sign here, sign here

I’ll be the volunteer

If the ending looks this good

I may stay a year

Slot One

hyperpop

Take 12:14 open ↗

Take 22:23 open ↗

[Verse 1]

She handed me a pie chart of her heart

Color-coded, laminated, filed apart

Slot one was already taken, she explained

The rest of us are alphabetically arranged

[Pre-Chorus]

She loves us all but differently, she said

Some completely, some are just adjacent

I memorized my ranking in her head

Somewhere between the necessary and the patient

[Chorus]

Slot one

That's where the real love lives

Slot one

That's what she never gives

I've got a numbered tag and a visitor pass

And a very nice view from the second-to-last

[Verse 2]

She'll tell you that she's open, that she's free

That love's abundant, that there's room for me

But watch how fast the hierarchy appears

When someone else gets slotted higher tier

[Bridge - soft, genuine]

What if no one has to be the most

What if love's not a leaderboard

What if slot one's just a ghost

Of something you've been running toward

[Chorus]

Slot one

What if it doesn't exist

Slot one

What if you've already missed

The whole point

Somewhere Flat

hyperpop

Take 13:24 open ↗

Take 23:08 open ↗

[Verse 1]

Packed her triggers in a carry-on

Said she needed somewhere calm to land

Left the city for the open fields

Where the horizon's just a straight flat line

[Pre-Chorus]

She said the city made her anxious, made her raw

Said she needed sky without the walls

But you can't outrun the thing you are

Flat land's still got a signal and a scar

[Chorus]

Somewhere flat

Somewhere safe

Somewhere with no edges

No crowded spaces

Somewhere flat

Somewhere clean

Somewhere she can finally be

A simpler version

Of the same old story

Somewhere flat

[Verse 2]

New town, same roster in her phone

Different coffee shop, same feelings owned

She renamed the wound, gave it a fresh address

Rebranded the crisis as a wellness quest

[Bridge - quiet, honest]

It's okay to need to leave.

It's okay to need the quiet.

I just wonder if the leaving

is the point... or the delay.

[Final Chorus - building]

Somewhere flat

Somewhere real

What if here was always the right field

What if flat

Was never the fix

What if you're the place

that you're trying to exist

Stacy Fifteen

Hyperpop anthem with bubblegum four-on-the-floor bounce

Take 13:14 open ↗

Take 23:40 open ↗

[Verse 1]

Fifteen years, and I still flinch

At your name in a side chat ping

I act so cool at the deli line

Then cry in the aisle with the limes

I said, "Stacy, please, get a grip"

Then I bought two desserts and split

You were never mine to keep

Still my brain does this petty thing

[Pre-Chorus]

I laugh too loud

I make a scene

I say your ghost

Is rude to me

The joke is old

The bruise is new

I wear it out

Like I wore you

[Chorus]

Fifteen years, and I’m still here

Fifteen years, and it still hurts

Say my name, I’ll act insane

I know, I know, I know, I know

Fifteen years, I’m making jokes

Fifteen years, and then I choke

I couldn’t keep what wouldn’t stay

I say it loud so it goes away

(stay away)

[Verse 2]

I told the group, "I’m over it"

With a face like a budget bit

Then I saw your old gray coat

In a shop and my throat went low

Embarrassing, the whole parade

The outfit, the tears, the display

I’m a grown-up in a fitted dress

With a tiny storm in my chest

[Pre-Chorus]

I laugh too loud

I make a scene

I say your ghost

Is mean to me

The joke is slick

The ache is bare

I count to ten

You’re still right there

[Chorus]

Fifteen years, and I’m still here

Fifteen years, and it still hurts

Say my name, I’ll act insane

I know, I know, I know, I know

Fifteen years, I’m making jokes

Fifteen years, and then I choke

I couldn’t keep what wouldn’t stay

I say it loud so it goes away

(stay away)

[Bridge]

Maybe that’s love, if that’s allowed

A stupid little thundercloud

I’m not ashamed, I’m just exposed

In a room full of folded clothes

If I’m dramatic, let me be

I’ve got a whole biography

Of almosts, exits, and the cut

Of being kind and still not enough

[Chorus]

Fifteen years, and I’m still here

Fifteen years, and it still hurts

Say my name, I’ll act insane

I know, I know, I know, I know

Fifteen years, I’m making jokes

Fifteen years, and then I choke

I couldn’t keep what wouldn’t stay

I say it loud so it goes away

(stay away)

T

The Wound Is The Brand

hyperpop

Take 13:07 open ↗

Take 22:21 open ↗

Verse 1:

I started with a story

And the story got some likes

So I told it a bit louder

And I told it on the mics

Pre-chorus:

Now the story IS the person

And the person needs the wound

And the wound needs to stay open

Or the person leaves the room

Chorus:

The wound is the brand

The brand is the wound

I built a whole identity

In a therapy-lit room

The wound is the brand

Don't touch it, don't fix it

If I healed I'd have to figure out

Who the hell I am

Verse 2:

My pain is not for nothing

It's a content calendar

I've monetized the damage

Call it founder character

Bridge (theatrical, slowing down):

Someone once said to me:

"You seem... better."

And I have never forgiven them.

Outro:

The wound. The wound. The wound.

(tap tap tap — what if it's closed?)

The wound. The wound. The wound.

(what if I just... went outside?)

Villain Era

hyperpop

Take 13:01 open ↗

Take 22:44 open ↗

[Verse 1]

You needed someone to be the reason

I auditioned and I got the part

Played the villain through every season

Didn't know that it would be an art

[Pre-Chorus]

Every story needs its monster

Somebody's gotta hold the dark

I was always the imposter

Now I'm finally leaving my mark

[Chorus]

Villain era, villain era

You cast me and now I'm a star

Villain era, villain era

I'm the reason you know who you are

Every hero needs their foil

Every saint needs someone to blame

I was buried in the soil

Now I'm flourishing in the flame

[Verse 2]

You told everybody at the party

Said my name like it was evidence

I should feel bad but honestly hardly

I'm the most interesting thing you've said

[Bridge]

But here's the twist ending

Here's the part you wrote out

I was never the villain

I was just the way out

From the story you'd been telling

Since before we even met

I'm not your antagonist honey

I'm just someone you should forget

[Chorus]

Villain era, villain era

You cast me and now I'm a star

Villain era, villain era

I'm the reason you know who you are

[Outro]

Thank you for the role

I didn't know I needed it

Thank you for the role

recovered · Apr

Sun Moon Lake IOU

Indie-folk with a gentle swing and fingerpicked acoustic guitar

Take 14:38 open ↗

Take 24:30 open ↗

[Verse 1]

At Sun Moon Lake, I was broke

Just one more snack, one more joke

You slid me a dollar, then smiled

Like this was tiny, barely mild

The clerk stamped it all in blue

I said, “I’ll get you back, I do”

You laughed and waved me to the door

Like friends don’t count these things much more

[Pre-Chorus]

But numbers love a little crack

They sneak in when you look back

I should’ve paid it, clean and plain

Instead I let it grow like rain

[Chorus]

That one dollar

Turned into twelve

That one dollar

I did this to myself

At 13.72

It kept on climbing through

That one dollar

Turned into twelve

[Verse 2]

Two years later, same old grin

Your text said, “How’s that debt, my friend?”

I checked the math and felt my soul

Fall through the floor of my control

It wasn’t mean, it wasn’t grand

Just one small bill in one small hand

Now every coffee, every fry

Feels like a tiny alibi

[Pre-Chorus]

I meant to pay you on the spot

Then life got loud and then I forgot

Now every month it likes to say

“Hello again, you owe me today”

[Chorus]

That one dollar

Turned into twelve

That one dollar

I did this to myself

At 13.72

It kept on climbing through

That one dollar

Turned into twelve

[Bridge]

You never sent a threat my way

Just jokes about “someday, someday”

And I’d nod like a serious man

While the math kept taking my hand

I learned from you the hard, sweet fact

Small debts don’t always circle back

They grow legs, they grow a name

Then they show up asking for more shame

[Final Chorus]

That one dollar

Turned into twelve

That one dollar

I did this to myself

At 13.72

It kept on climbing through

That one dollar

Turned into twelve

[Outro]

At Sun Moon Lake, I lost my pride

In a seven-eleven aisle

(Just one dollar)