Verse 1 Stockholm syndrome from a basement window Same view, different year Paint’s peeling off the promises I made myself That I swore I’d keep sincere I learned how to live with a low-grade fever Call it “just getting by” Turned every warning into background noise Now I don’t ask why Pre-Chorus I’ve been bending truth just to make it fit Every version of me I outgrew or quit And the mirror don’t argue—it just lets me in Chorus I poison everything ‘til it wilts I need the antidote Notice the darkness growing on you I need the antidote Give me catharsis, a new point of view I need the antidote Ooh ooh I need the antidote Ooh ooh I need the antidote Verse 2 I used to think I was on the brink of something Now I know that brink by name It’s the same damn ledge with a different excuse And a slightly different shame Running dry but I keep pouring From a well that don’t refill Every thrill just costs a little more But I chase it still Pre-Chorus And I know when I go they won’t remember me Just a voice in a room full of memory But I still light matches just to feel the heat Chorus I poison everything ‘til it wilts I need the antidote Notice the darkness growing on you I need the antidote Give me catharsis, a new point of view I need the antidote Ooh ooh I need the antidote Ooh ooh I need the antidote Bridge (spoken / half-sung, older voice grit) Down and out—yeah I know that route Wore it in like a second skin Every time I swear I’m climbing out I find a new way to fall back in I’m not like you—no, not anymore Not clean, not new, not keeping score Just holding pieces that don’t fit together And calling that “forever” Break / Chant Layer (keep your cadence but dirtier delivery) (Down and out—I’m out when I’m down and out) I’m not like you, I’m not like you (Down and out—I’m out when I’m down and out) I’m not like you, I’m not like you Final Chorus (bigger, worn, almost pleading not shouting) I poison everything ‘til it wilts I need the antidote Notice the darkness growing on you I need the antidote Give me catharsis, a new point of view I need the antidote Ooh ooh I need the antidote Ooh ooh I need the antidote Outro (stripped, almost spoken) Down and out—I can’t hold it together Down and out—I’ve been here forever Down and out—yeah it don’t get better… Just quieter
