decay

rock, Bleak 90s industrial-slowcore crossover: fragile male vocals over detuned acoustic guitar and distant static, Ultra-minimal verses, almost whispered, riding a lurching, roomy drum groove, White noise swells and grainy drones slowly creep in, building from sparse tension to a cracked-voice crescendo on the final chorus, then collapsing into a hollow, humming fade, noise, industrial rock, male vocals, experimental, acoustic, raw

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[Verse 1] Paint flakes off the windowsill Coffee ring ghosts on the floor Your boots still lean against the door Like you might come back any second [Chorus] Decay In the quiet of the hallway Every breath just falls away Nothing rots as slow as staying Decay In the photographs still fraying Every color turning gray I just sit and watch us decay [Verse 2] Ash tray on the TV stand Two cold spoons in the sink Your sweater sleeps on the chair back I touch the sleeve then pull away [Chorus] Decay In the quiet of the hallway Every breath just falls away Nothing rots as slow as staying Decay In the photographs still fraying Every color turning gray I just sit and watch us decay [Bridge] [Noise and drones swell, vocal strained, almost breaking] I keep every little crack Every curse we never said I lie down beside the peeling paint and call your name til it fades [Chorus] Decay In the quiet of the hallway Every breath just falls away Nothing rots as slow as staying Decay In the photographs still fraying Every color turning gray I just sit and let this decay [Outro] [Guitar detunes and buzzes, drones swallowing the last syllable] I just sit and let this decay

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