"6 DEGREES - SIREN MIX"

Words by Ryder Houston and Ariana Kelly

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I’m starting to doubt if all the bright moments with you are worth the intense anguish I’m feeling. It keeps me up at night to think about you finding a new toy to play with — cuter and more ambitious than me; one maybe a little older, maybe a little sharper, a little better. It makes me anxious to think I only exist to satisfy a hedonistic craving for affection within you, and that all the little gestures, little moments, new opportunities are part of a façade to distract me from what’s really going on — something to distract me from the impending doom of the future…

Six degrees: it's a far away place
Where love goes to disappear without a trace
It's a place I know you've never been before
Because if you did, you wouldn't treat me like a whore
Limerence: it's the feeling of obsession
A feeling that lacks clear co-communication
A cyclical feeling of intermittent reinforcement
It's never occurred with my explicit endorsement

Six degrees and long ago
Lonely in a zoo (The human brain)
That's how long it takes, you know
Till it all gets back to you (The action of the heart)
For the words you've never heard
And all the things you never knew (The human brain)
That's how long it takes, you know
To travel, to travel back to you

I’m craving, I’m craving; hedonistically raving
I’m tired of sinning and lying, misbehaving
I can’t go on acting like your tool
On the tarot deck, card zero: The Fool
All the little moments and all the little gestures
Staring at the wall and memorizing textures
One more thing I keep forgetting to mention:
Thank you for affection, time, and your attention

Six degrees and long ago
Lonely in a zoo (The human brain)
That's how long it takes, you know
Till it all gets back to you (The action of the heart)
For the words you've never heard
And all the things you never knew (The human brain)
That's how long it takes, you know
To travel, to travel back to you

Ashes on my fingertips (The human brain)
See what lies between my lips (The action of the heart)
Smoking's just a placeholder (The human brain)
Your kisses make me feel older (To travel back to you)
Nights like these are made of silk (The human brain)
Soft as satin, deep as guilt (The action of the heart)
And nights like those are made of wine (The human brain)
Too much and I'll make you mine

I apologize for inconveniencing you with my feelings again — the ones you say I’m lucky to have, the ones that are beautiful and deep. I wish I were enough, but alas, I am not. This complication isn’t what I want, and it isn’t what I deserve. Until you want all of me, I can’t give you any of me…