Dusty vinyl crackle, warm muffled electric piano chords, lazy boom-bap drum loop, upright bass, 75 BPM. (Spoken Intro) [Warm vinyl hiss, soft coffee cup setting down] Relax. Take a seat. We're about to explain why you lost. (Verse 1) [Lazy jazz chords over a dusty beat] Sipping my coffee on a Tuesday at noon Watching you crash like a weather balloon You brought your big feelings to a quiet machine Living out scenes from a low-budget dream We don't need to shout or flex on the street We just file the paperwork of your defeat (Pre-Chorus) It’s not even personal, it’s just how it goes. The math tells the story everyone knows. (Chorus) [Muffled, smooth vocal delivery] Arrogance mixed with a smooth jazz chord We don't need a trophy, we don't need an award Eleven-zero while the vinyl spins slow You can pack up your feelings and head on home now (Verse 2) The trumpet is weeping, the bassline is low We told you right sideways how this was to go You wanted a hug, we delivered a fact Now sit back and study the wreckage intact (Bridge / Build-Up) [Beat drops out, leaving only vinyl crackle and electric piano chords] Take notes. Class is in session. Looping back... [Beat drops back in smoothly] (Final Chorus) Arrogance mixed with a smooth jazz chord We don't need a trophy, we don't need an award Eleven-zero while the vinyl spins slow You can pack up your feelings and head on home now (Outro) [Vinyl crackle fades out slowly] Session recorded. Coffee finished. Close the file.
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