Famished Star

Fine rhythm in the walls so delicate softly wrapping you in harmonious; Your soft humming echoes the sentiment, gaining momentum will it touch famous? A cascade of sound bounces all around, gone hysterics it will surely incite; When sanity is lost lyrics are found, opulence flows winding you up so tight; Mad doors of the mind are not translucent, it’s murky message drowns without a drum; One slam and then another so violent, until you spin into a spark and strum; Dappled beginnings the dawn of remix, will lead to an Earth shattering fusion; This implementation of well known tricks draws youthful crowds to ancient addiction; The soul of the auditorium quakes, curtains of limelight and a quiver dance; Famished star possesses the gall it takes to always make a most stellar entrance; Air whirring thrown up like a tornado, a new dance the tinkercat arachnid; It’s such a vibe and so easy to do; Eight legs and a rhythm’s all you need kid; Dance, just go with it never mechanized; Let yourself lose it in this energy, predatory art’s always strategized; Supernova’s what icons aim to be; Upended and moving in four by four time coming in at three hundred miles per hour; Secret’s how tempo can turn on a dime, the one with mic control’s got the power; Laser light show surrounding every word, ambiance sweetens that cherry on top; If you’re the buzz than he’s the songbird; Straight gas no brakes no time for a pitstop; Famished star devours and pulls you in, all night encore OD on that music! Exploring a headspace you’ve never been, that fine rhythm in the walls pneumatic.