[Pre-Intro - near-death narration, spoken close-mic whisper, emotionless documentary delivery, slow detached pacing] [spoken] [close mic vocal] In many near-death experiences, survivors often describe being in a tunnel, surrounded by darkness, headed toward a bright light at the end of the tunnel [Intro - male emergency dispatcher announcement, cold clinical narration, detached realism, gradually swallowed by silence] [male Announcement] “We have arrived at the scene of an accident The vehicle in question is unrecognizable There's debris scattered all over the highway Body parts, everything…. There was blood everywhere ….I’ve never seen anything like it” [Verse 1 - fragile bedroom confessional, breathy intimate vocals, restrained vulnerability, whispered-to-full emotional progression] The sound of the sirens and my ears start to ring Or maybe that’s just the silence coming for me It was only just a dream… I feel myself start to sink Time unravels in the corners of my mind Can't remember how I used to think about life The person I was before is already dead So why am I mourning the corpse in my head? Ornamental, I've become a symbol of the times I've turned into someone I don't even recognize [Chorus - dreamlike emotional release, aching melodic vocals, layered whisper harmonies, sustained emotional phrasing, ghost vocal doubles] I'll feel better once I go through the tunnel Feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders It was worth it though, cause I know There’s a tunnel in my mind, in my mind Through the tunnel, tunnel I'll feel better once I go through the tunnel [Verse 2 - spoken-rap confession, close intimate vocals, conversational cadence, quiet desperation, emotional instability] The soul is not a satellite, it's more like a cellar It's a spaceship, it's a time machine, a jail and a shelter And it's chasin' me, the pain of me, I make it my pleasure And the thing about ring around the rosey, it’s a chore To plant a seed of roses, sow them in a field Wait for the rain to make them grow I take a thorn from every rose, pierce my skin to the bone I keep the rose as my reward, full of beauty and hope And when the time runs out, I'm goin' under But when it rains, it pours, then it thunders All that hope went out the window When I went through that tunnel [Chorus - larger emotional collapse, layered harmonies, haunting vocal doubles, cinematic emotional lift, exhausted delivery] I'll feel better once I go through the tunnel Feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders It was worth it though, cause I know There’s a tunnel in my mind, in my mind Through the tunnel, tunnel I'll feel better once I go through the tunnel [Verse 3 - haunted confession, vulnerable vocals, fragile head voice, breaking composure, quiet surrender] I was a moth in another life To the flame, I could never fly I keep the bugs on me like a parasite And I would do anything to feel alive So I'll stay 'til the light burns out 'Til the lights go out 'Til the lights go out Back into the tunnel [Bridge 1 - existential breakdown, spoken-sung performance, raw emotional vulnerability, layered whispers, slow unraveling] I used to wanna go to Heaven when I die 'Til I realized that the angels told me lies Now I see 'em every time I close my eyes Got me askin' God, "Why?" Every time I look inside, I look back in time And I ain't tryna feel like I'm In Sixth Sense And every time I die, I know it's gonna be intense No need to be tense 'Cause I know that I'll come back, yeah I know that I'll come back, In another life [Bridge 2 - acceptance before impact, broken vocal tone, soft whispered doubles, long pauses, quiet emotional surrender] I tried to give you my heart, I just had to fall apart The flower petals depart, I was swallowed by the dark I'm in the middle of the tunnel, when it starts to fall apart In the tunnel, in the tunnel, in the tunnel [Final Chorus - complete emotional surrender, full layered harmonies, ghost choir whispers, aching sustained notes, exhausted acceptance] I'll feel better once I go through the tunnel Feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders It was worth it though, cause I know There’s a tunnel in my mind, in my mind Through the tunnel, tunnel I'll feel better once I go through the tunnel [Final Refrain - haunted vocal echo, fading breath delivery, unstable memory loop, emotional dissociation] I think I’ve been here before Same lights… same floor… Same tunnel I ignore… I think I’m still going down Still going down Still going down [Outro - spoken documentary narration, close-mic whisper, emotionless delivery, voice dissolving into darkness, seamless loop into opening] [spoken] [close mic vocal] In many near-death experiences, survivors often describe being in a tunnel, surrounded by darkness, headed toward a bright light at the end of the tunnel [male Announcement] “We have arrived at the scene of an accident The vehicle in question i
