# BEATING (Alternative Version) [Intro] [whispered, close-mic, breathy, unsettling] You don't wanna know me When I come unglued [Verse 1] The pressure in my head The things I never said I'm crawling out of bed With fifty conversations left The ringing in my ears Been going on for years I laugh and disappear And drink another beer [Pre-Chorus] [half-sung, strained, rising tension] Every day, the same old face Another fucking empty phrase I bite my tongue, I count to nine And lose another piece of mind [Chorus] [full voice, anguished, wide stereo doubles] I got something stuck between my teeth Something underneath I cannot reach I grind it down until I bleed And my heart keeps fucking BEATING Something's crawling under my skin Something's trying hard to get in I hold my breath and count to ten But my heart keeps fucking BEATING [Verse 2] I haven't slept at all Been staring at the wall I hear the neighbors talk And someone in the hall The television's loud I try to shut it out I'm talking to myself With no one else around [Scat / Freak-Out Section] [percussive mouth sounds, rhythmic, primal, no pitch correction] Ba-da-kah, ba-da-kah, chk-chk-kah Nuh-nah, nuh-nah, spit it back Hrr-ta-ta, hrr-ta-ta, clenched jaw snap Teeth grind, tongue slips, can't get out Eh-eh-eh, guh-guh-gah Knock knock knock, who's that now? Kah-kah-kah, thud-thud-thud Shut that door, shut it up! [Defiant Verse] [spoken-sung, aggressive, increasingly frantic] I've been awake for three fucking days Running my mouth with nothing to say And every time I think that I'm done There's another little thing going wrong I kick the chair, I slam the door Pick up the pieces off the floor You wanna know what's wrong with me? Pull up a chair, we'll make it three My head keeps beating against the wall I hear the phone, I miss the call I can't remember what I need I just want five fucking minutes of peace [Breakdown] [very low vocal register, rhythm locked to kick drum] Count to one, I lose my place Count to two, I scratch my face Count to three, I lose control Four more hours till I go [shouted] Still. BEATING. [Chorus] [maximum intensity, layered screams and cleans] I got something stuck between my teeth Something underneath I cannot reach I grind it down until I bleed And my heart keeps fucking BEATING Something's crawling under my skin Something's trying hard to get in I hold my breath and count to ten But my heart keeps fucking BEATING [Outro] [whispered, collapsing, fading] You don't wanna know me When I come unglued When I come unglued
