ARIAH/CYRANIUM

ARIAH is the 2nd track on Melanie Martinez’s 5th studio album CYRANIUM, The track was first written in 2024 as a single explaining the inability to love properly, a trauma that prevents others from experiencing love the way others perceive. The storyline is of loosing touch of reality, trying your hardest to hold onto what your past life had so hard until It eventually falls outside of your grasp.

A transparent Melanie holding onto a flickering ball of light energy gone dark, mystic specks and cosmically shaped objects along with debris floating with Melanie. The words, “Love me, leave me, lost meaning” was what the snippet was called, debris soon hit her stomach, then her throat as she choked up more and more grey blood. The end of the snippet saw her falling down, due to her cord unable to detach from her previous body, she hit the ground as rubble stumbled away. A thick layer of ash covered her body. The snippet ends.

An explanation of ARIAH by Melanie herself, “I wanted to portray the moments after a dream in a storyline, where you remember it, quarter remember it, half remember it, forget it. Her memory slips away from out of her grasp, making her ‘Loose meaning’ as said in the lyrics, her unable to detach from the cord means all of her light energy has been wasted, the only think left is dark energy. The dark energy is what creates a new soul, then it switches to light energy until the soul wears out.”

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Intro:

You loved me, leave me.

You loved me, leave me.

Lost me.

Verse 1:

Last meaning of my soul

Trauma brings up the worst in me.

Childhood brings smoke and ash, thick layers of cloud covering my mind.

Ask me why I manipulated and gaslit the people closest to me

Well, don’t you know everything?

Lost your wedding ring, so..

Pre-Chorus:

I’ll go more into depth, like the way the knife prodded into my skin

Neglected and discharged, from the hospital

Bruising and marks concealed by my parents love.

Hit marks, scratches and bite marks, lower your nails

Told people I was the magic wand.

I brought you together, I swore to last forever

Did you think of loving me?

Chorus:

Go more deep, you think you’re the victim?

Generations of abuse, unable to love properly.

Told my coping mechanisms affected the family.

Torn papers of my diary, scattered ‘round the room

Tryin’ to dismiss my feelings, gaslight me into believing I’m a joke.

Screaming,

Ariah,
Ariah,
Ariah,

Ariah,
Ariah,
Ariah.

Verse 2:

Get rid of my door, scatter all my national hotlines

Lock me in a cage, brutalized mystery

Torture my heart, mystical and practical

I learned to overdose, on pain medication

But.. I don’t care, you never would’ve bared your teeth at me

If I was good enough, you wouldn’t have to manipulate me into believing I’m a joke.

Put my body on some nails, spin me around, break my nails

Cut my scars, break and tear

Soft skin, turns to coarse skin, to rough skin, brutalize my body.

Pre-Chorus:

I’ll go more into depth, like the way the knife prodded into my skin

Neglected and discharged, from the hospital

Bruising and marks concealed by my parents love.

Hit marks, scratches and bite marks, lower your nails

Told people I was the magic wand.

I brought you together, I swore to last forever

Did you think of loving me?

Chorus:

Go more deep, you think you’re the victim?

Generations of abuse, unable to love properly.

Told my coping mechanisms affected the family.

Torn papers of my diary, scattered ‘round the room

Tryin’ to dismiss my feelings, gaslight me into believing I’m a joke.

Screaming,

Ariah,
Ariah,
Ariah,

Ariah,
Ariah,
Ariah.

Outro:

And now I breathe deep when you walk to my room, broke my lock on the window

Recognize all your footsteps, be able to tell your mood.

Mood changing therapy, aromatherapy

Swore my eyes, as I battled pride when I watched you die.

And you still try to visit, still give excuses, but I’ve grown.

I’ve grown, and I’m not coming home.