[Chorus - strained anguished highs breaking into messy screams and raw screams, unpolished aggressive intensity, slightly deeper raspy male voice, full chaotic wall of sound, crashing drums, loud from the start] and the air turns thick between us every silence cuts like glass we live in the same four walls but the distance grows so fast [Verse 1 - shaky restraint, raw conflicted delivery, slightly deeper raspy male voice, natural voice cracks, breathy imperfections, sparse guitar and distant bass only after initial hit] your records spin too loud again my books stay closed on the shelf coffee tastes like your cigarettes the room feels split in half [Pre-Chorus - building tension, restrained intensity growing, slightly deeper voice starting to strain] you laugh at different jokes I pretend I get it [Chorus - strained highs into messy screams and raw anguished screams, full band explosion, heavy fuzzy distortion, slightly deeper raspy male voice] and the air turns thick between us every silence cuts like glass we live in the same four walls but the distance grows so fast [Verse 2 - shaky restraint, emotional broken fragments, hesitant breathy cracks, slightly deeper raspy voice, quiet sparse arrangement] your posters cover half the wall my quiet feels like noise to you lights stay on till 3 a.m. while I count cracks in the ceiling [Pre-Chorus - building tension, restrained but cracking, slightly deeper voice getting ragged] you say just loosen up I say the volume hurts [Chorus - strained highs into messy screams and raw anguished screams, full band explosion, heavy fuzzy distortion, slightly deeper raspy male voice] and the air turns thick between us every silence cuts like glass we live in the same four walls but the distance grows so fast [Guitar Solo - melodic fluctuating with bends, pinch harmonic squeals, raw fuzzy tone, feedback swells and wah effects] [Bridge - tempo drop to heavy sludge at 90 bpm, tense sparse moment, conflicted delivery with voice cracks, slightly deeper voice rising strain] one more door left open one more song I don’t know the couch remembers both our shapes but the shapes don’t overlap [Final Chorus - explosive ramp back to 130 bpm with drum fill, massive anguished highs, unrestrained messy screams, raw intensity peaking, layered imperfect vocals with cracks, slightly deeper raspy male voice, vocals on 1 dominant] and the air turns thick between us every silence cuts like glass we live in the same four walls but the distance grows so fast
