[INTRO] Everybody’s friendly. Nobody’s here. [VERSE 1] You ask me questions like you’re skipping stones— hoping they bounce, not sink. I answer clean, keep it moving, like my throat’s on a timer. We trade headlines. We trade jokes. We trade “I saw that” and “wild” and “same.” And I can feel the moment where truth would change the temperature— so everyone keeps it neutral. I don’t want your secrets. I want your attention to stop flinching. [CHORUS — melodic, epic] Stay when I’m not entertaining. Stay when I don’t make it easy. Don’t reach for laughter like a fire escape the second you feel me get serious. If you only want the polished version, say that— I can work with clear. But don’t call it closeness when it’s just polite weather. [VERSE 2] I watch people keep their faces “safe,” like they’re carrying glass. They lean in— then pull back— not out of hate, out of practice. And I’m not mad at you for being tired. I’m mad at the culture that taught us “depth” is a burden and “care” has to be casual so nobody owes anybody. So here— no performance: I miss being spoken to like I’m real. [MID HARD CUT — choir + bass + voice only] No drums. Just that quiet pressure. That moment you can’t swipe past. [FINAL CHORUS — bigger] Stay when I’m not entertaining. Stay when I don’t make it easy. Don’t turn my honesty into “too much” just because it asks you to be present. If you only want the polished version, say that— I can work with clear. But don’t call it closeness when it’s just polite weather. [OUTRO] Friendly. Empty. Next.
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