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lirik lagu gabe goulart - lavender matcha

fake~ass person with a pinterest brain
lavender witch, but you melt in rain
branded in bullsh~t, wrapped up right
preach in boundaries, but you can’t survive a fight

you ghost ‘cause you scared, not ‘cause you wise
duckin’ real quick, like you’re a pesticide
you sip silence, and creakin’ in the trends
but i bend b~tches like spoons, i end

i ain’t pressed, i’m the pressure
you fold under shade, i am the weather
cold little queen of a cardboard throne
talk sh~t in riddlеs, but you got no tone

you’re a soft b~tch with a soft brand
built a name off vibеs you don’t even understand
fake smile, fake spine, all t~~th
i chew glass and i talk with heat

you ain’t deep, you’re just drowned
hiding crystals behind when i come around
say you’re “detached”? nah, you’re just scared
i pull cords like plugs you just weren’t prepared

light the match, watch it break
crack the silence, hear the flames
snap the leash, burn the frame
feed the fire, stoke the blame
lavender matcha, don’t confuse the ghost
no vows, no trust, just poison toast
no bond, no venom, i’m your overdose
b~tch, i’m the fire, your ashes that you chose

twitch in my spine
like nails in my eardrums, scratching the time
how you laugh and still think you’re divine?
got the voice of a gremlin, your soul of a mime

you cackle like pain in a punchline
but i got rage sitting heavy on my bloodline
vocal cords i share it, hear the silence
yeah, i said it. call it violent

you perform peace, but you broadcast static
can’t spell death, but you can sure spell “dramatic”

and still—
you walking like you’re afloat ahead in the air
like you still not duck~screaming in your therapist’s chair
you ain’t cold, you’re just crackled
like a glitch in heels

oh you distance now?
what, too evolved for the humans?
you float above room like you chose the ruins
like connections beneath you
b~tch, no one even try to reach you

you’re not even divine, you just dry
ghosting group chat like a mayer with a lie
hovering with this sh~t, you’re just too pure to reply
but you’re not holy

call it “boundaries,” i call it dodgeball’s feelings
you exist in scenes without healing
looking down on zeus like a crystal
but b~tch, you just cry in your phone ring’s dismal

you ain’t better, you’re vagant
distance like your wisdom, it’s just f—ignorant
fake sage? more like stage with the perfume
you a god? nah—you a glitch with a sad~ass costume
you open the room like we owe you light
but our lives are noise in your insight
but you just loud in a quieter way
and your halo? bent. your grace? decay

light the match, watch it break
crack the silence, hear the flames
snap the leash, burn the frame
feed the fire, stoke the blame

lavender matcha, don’t confuse the ghost
no vows, no trust, just poison toast
no bond, no venom, i’m your overdose
b~tch, i’m the fire, your ashes that you chose

you got moods on rotation like a spotify playlist
happy with them, ice cold when i say sh~t
one b~tch with her, another with me
how many masks you got hanging in your tv?

put your venoms in your voice when it’s just us two
you a puppet, no spine, just vibes and trends
who even are you when the group chat ends?

you hung her, then you hate her, then cry, then laugh
say it’s just your moon sign, b~tch, do the math
it’s not astrology, it’s just a thought of motion
you should get a new self and pick some new lotion

acting all brand new when you in the mix
but you’re alone, just a gloom in dead air tricks
you morphed slime, all glitter, no grip
got mood swings swinging like a loose~ass whip!

light the match, watch it break
crack the silence, hear the flames
snap the leash, burn the frame
feed the fire, stoke the blame

lavender matcha, don’t confuse the ghost
no vows, no trust, just poison toast
no bond, no venom, i’m your overdose
b~tch, i’m the fire, your ashes that you chose

all your exes wrapped around like a tiny reunion
laughing at your mess, what’s the delusion?

i wanna k!ll that b~tch, no hesitation, no shame
tired of her bullsh~t, tired of her game
f~ckass loud scream, want her silence the stick
i’m ready, finger inching, ready to cl!ck
i’m done with her lies, done with her f~ckass face

gonna end the story, put her in her switch
no mercy, just a cold~blooded pitch
one shot, one k!ll, gotta ditch
[gunshot]
goodnight, b~tch

- lirik lagu gabe goulart

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