[Intro: Dark piano, distant whispers, atmospheric tension] What do I gotta do to prove, That I’m not gunna hurt you? I know I hurt myself sometimes, I’m afraid of me too. [Build: Rising tension, distorted bass swelling, snare rolls] I don’t love me. But I love you. [Silence] [DROP 1: 16-bar instrumental tearout dubstep, brutal bass growls, crushing half-time drums, no vocals] [Breakdown: Dark piano, low intimate male rap] I can feel the tension rising, Every time I enter rooms. Like the silence has a warning, Like you’re waiting for the noose. Every movement gets attention, Every word becomes a clue. And the things I never intended Become something else to you. [Hook: Haunting, low male vocals] What do I gotta do to prove, That the darkness ain’t for you? That the things I do to punish me Ain’t the things I’d ever choose for you. I know you see a monster, I know you see the change. But somewhere underneath it all, There’s something that remains. [Build: 8 bars, escalating cinematic tension] [Silence] [DROP 2: 32-bar instrumental deathstep, distorted reese bass, metallic growls, violent rhythmic bass switches, no vocals] [Instrumental Break: 8 bars, eerie bass textures] [Verse 2: Deep gravelly male rap, sparse drums] I ain’t asking you to trust me Just because I say you should. I know damage leaves impressions Longer than apologies could. There’s a part of me that’s familiar, There’s a part you can’t explain. There’s a part that makes you question If you ever knew my name. I don’t wanna be a warning, I don’t wanna be a threat. I don’t wanna be remembered For the things I most regret. [Build: Rising strings, accelerating percussion] [Bridge: Whispered, intimate] And I don’t know what’s more painful, All the things I can’t undo. Or the possibility you’re frightened Cause you see yourself in me too. [Silence] [DROP 3: 32-bar instrumental cinematic tearout, crushing sub-bass, mechanical growls, no vocals] [Breakdown: Piano only, nearly whispered vocal] What do I gotta do to prove, That I’m not gonna hurt you? Maybe there’s no words to say, Maybe only time will do. [Final Build: Massive rising tension, bass swelling, accelerating snare rolls] I never wanted to become… [Full Stop: Complete silence] The thing you’re frightened to be close to. [FINAL DOUBLE DROP: 64-bar instrumental deathstep and tearout dubstep, maximum distorted bass pressure, brutal metallic growls, seismic sub-bass, crushing drums, aggressive bass call-and-response, no vocals] [Second Drop Switch: Heavier mechanical bass rhythm, distorted growls, massive impacts] [Outro: Bass distortion decays into distant piano] [End]
