I'm channeling Thom Yorke and Jonny Greenwood here, among others... Who do YOU hear, I wonder?

Electronica. Quiet, yet loud. Chill, yet psychedelic.

Lyrics

Microscope
Look in the lens
You’re beaten and bruised but there’s still some blood left
Regrets
Escalate
Hammered pieces never fit quite right
You thought it was her but mirrors never lie
You, you are the only one

Flip the switch
Step in the light
Brightness is bleeding ugly on the floor
Circumspection
Circulates
You thought you were climbing but you were just falling down
Got a boat made of ocean and you are starting to drown
You, you are the only one

You, you are the only one