The lyrics are minimal, with enough variation in music and rhymework to diversely pull the weight of the message. In the pre-chorus, our singer uses just a few syllables to deride the material nature of his accomplishments, and contrast them with the absence of something much larger:
“I feel empty
New house, new car
I feel empty
You win, gold star
I feel empty
No lungs, no heart”
CHASE ATLANTIC Explores Despondency and Drug Use Through an Electro Pop Lens
Though the lyrics decry his dark mental state, the song is not totally somber, in this writer’s opinion. It has a compelling beat that oozes like liquid, pulsing energy and emphasis into the words. Thin, skittering taps play off the heft and further electrify the texture, while autotune blends our singer’s voice into a breathy, automated slur.
This song is easily recommended for fans of dark, alternative pop with a heavy electronic edge. But if that’s not your usual genre, give it a try anyway — you might otherwise be impressed by the poetry of the lyrics. (Check out how they rhyme "48 hours" with "euphoria now".)
Those who enjoy the sweet-and-sour combo of a dance-worthy beat with angst-ridden lyrics should look no further. This song is for you.
