Monsoon Lyrics – ​dacelynn | from “Nine Lives”

Dacelynn’s Nine Lives crashes in like a storm you didn’t see coming, her debut EP out since December 12 via Nettwerk, and “Monsoon” is the downpour that soaks you through—raw confessions of love’s wreckage set to a swell that feels like crying in the rain.

This track, slotted as the fourth pulse in the eight-song set, is dacelynn dialing up the drama with her breathy, frayed vocals over a bed of shimmering guitars and subtle synth haze. It’s indie folk kissing the edges of pop—think Bon Iver’s intimacy cranked with Phoebe Bridgers’ bite, those acoustic plucks building to a chorus crash that mirrors the title’s torrent. Thematically, it’s a gut-punch on relational floods: the kind where you’re drowning in what-ifs, chasing clarity amid the chaos of a breakup that lingers like humidity. She paints it vivid—torrential tears, borrowed umbrellas from exes who ghosted—turning personal wreckage into universal catharsis. Self-produced in her Vancouver hideout, it’s got that lo-fi warmth she’s teased on TikToks, where fans have been looping previews and stitching their own monsoon moods.

Nine Lives isn’t just an EP; it’s dacelynn’s mirror maze, an 25-minute excavation of the selves she’s shed over years of quiet heartbreak. Tracks like the fragile opener “porcelain,” the snarly “dog eat dog,” the tender “fishing with you,” and gut-rippers “rip you open” and “moat” form a loose narrative arc—honesty as armor, vulnerability as the weapon. No rigid concept, just snapshots: indie folk whispers on loss, popping into edgier textures on resilience, all clocking under three minutes each for that addictive scroll-stop. Recorded piecemeal post her 2024 singles run (“russian doll” still haunts playlists), it’s her first full bow, dropping with lyric videos for “moat” and “rip you open” that had Insta in a chokehold last week.

Dacelynn—Dallas to her circle—is stepping into her nine lives at 23, fresh off openers for Mitski’s fall tour where her covers turned heads and TikTok virals racked 10M on “80’s makeout session.” The Vancouver-via-Texas dreamer who traded psych studies for bedroom demos is evolving fast: from folk confessions to this textured tightrope, proving she’s not chasing trends—she’s flooding them. This EP? It’s her reclaiming the deluge, one soaked verse at a time.

Dive into the Monsoon lyrics below and unpack its raw narrative. Don’t miss other Nine Lives tracks for more of dacelynn’s introspective indie folk vibes.