[Intro] [Rising analog arpeggio loop. Octave-layered synth risers. Mechanical pulse. Never resolving tension.] A single hallway. One flickering light. Somebody already knows I'm here. [Verse 1] Everything looked perfectly arranged Coffee cup exactly where I left it Every clock agreed on every minute Nothing felt unusual... yet [Arpeggio intensifies. Add octave-above pulse. Filter slowly opens.] Every neighbor smiled together Every television whispered static Every shadow stopped... before I did. [Pre-Chorus] [Ascending arpeggio climbs another octave. No chord resolution. Increasing harmonic tension.] Something's counting backwards... Nobody else can hear it. [Chorus] Who the fuck just walked out of my bedroom? Who the fuck was standing there... wearing my face? [Layer additional octave risers. Shepard-tone illusion. Never land on the tonic.] Don't tell me I'm imagining it. I watched us both turn... and stare. [Verse 2] I opened the bathroom door... ...and the apartment was gone. No walls. No ceiling. Only a steel staircase descending forever. At the bottom... I heard my own voice... begging me... not... to come... down. [Mechanical arpeggio doubles in speed. Synth keeps climbing without release.] [Bridge] [Maximum tension. Layered octave risers. Analog synth screaming quietly beneath the mix. Pulse never resolves.] Every light begins breathing. The walls inhale. The television laughs... using my voice. The emergency exit... opens inward. [Final Chorus] [Everything returns. Three interlocking arpeggios. Relentless upward motion. No harmonic resolution. End abruptly on suspended chord.] Who the fuck came back upstairs? Because it wasn't me. Everybody keeps saying... I've lived here for years. I've never seen this building before. Who locked... the front door... from the outside? [Arpeggio continues alone for several seconds. Ends unresolved.]
