Cold

preserve the existing melody, tempo, arrangement and emotional arc; polished professional production; controlled saturation; clean transient definition; balanced frequency spectrum; controlled low end; clear stereo separation; strong intimate vocal presence without masking; dynamic but controlled section transitions; preserve headroom through climactic sections; full emotional impact without excessive peak buildup; no digital clipping; one consistent youthful male mid-tenor throughout; natural, fluent contemporary English pronunciation; correct word stress, smooth connected speech, natural breaths and expressive phrasing; adapt syllable timing naturally to the existing melody; expressive range from sardonic restraint to vulnerable melody to raw screamed release

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[Intro] Fall's back again. Oh, just great. [Verse 1] Voices talking over each other, laughing at some old inside joke. I wait for a gap, can't get a word in, then I ask, "One more round?" No answer. They just keep talking. Ask again? Nah, forget it. Still sitting here, just listening. I'm part of this. Sort of. [Pre-Chorus] I need some air. Out on the balcony, both hands on the railing, I close my eyes. [Chorus] Your arms wrap around my waist, you're standing close behind me. I feel your breath against my neck, my hands are resting over yours. I let myself lean back, you hold me tight. I turn around to kiss you. Nobody's here. [Verse 2] Last voice says, "Good night." I say it back. Then it's gone. Music's playing, screen's still bright. I click around, then give it up. Well, great. The talking's over. My head won't shut the hell up. Just need a couple hours off. Come on. Sleep. At least try. [Pre-Chorus] I play the sound of rain, pull up the covers, turn onto my side. I leave it on till I fall asleep. [Chorus 2] Still halfway asleep, I reach for you and move in closer. I put my arm around you, feel your warmth beneath the sheets. I kiss you gently on the neck, run my hand across your back. And then I wake up for real. A pillow in my arms. Not you. Tears are running down my face. Nobody's here. Damn, it's cold in here, with nobody lying next to me. [Final Chorus] Nobody's here. I sink back in my chair, put some music on and close my eyes. This time I already know. I pull you close, you hold me just as tight. We kiss. My hand runs down your back, yours slides along my neck. I'm already crying, but I still won't open my eyes. Just a little longer. Please. Till I can't take it anymore. I open them. The music keeps on playing, but I'm just staring at the wall. [Post-Chorus] Fuck the silence! Fuck depression! Fuck

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