[Pulsing dark synth, isolated baritone vocal, low sub-bass hum] [Verse 1 - Eerie, hesitant pacing, intimate close-mic delivery] Tie the dark silk. Bridge of my nose. Watch how the quiet. In the parlor grows. Rearrange the vases on the shelf. Make excuses. For your alter self. Glass rim chipped. Where the water poured. Fraying cord that we both ignored. Easier to navigate the living space. Without looking at the fractures. On your face. [Industrial snare march, reverse cymbals, strained vocal rasp] [Pre-Chorus] Don't turn the reading lamp on tonight. Don't paint the corners in a harsh white light. Keep my eyelids pressed to the wool. The pitcher still looks completely full. [Sudden wall of distorted guitars, Chester Bennington style soaring cry] [Chorus] Keep the blindfold knotted tight! Call every crooked angle right! I don't wanna see the harbor sink! I don't wanna know what either of us think! Pretend the wood won't break! For one more hour, for safety's sake! Blindfold on! Leave me in the dark! [Glitched percussion loop, dirty synth bassline] [Verse 2 - Gritty mid-register delivery, simmering agitation] Hinge squeak. Cellar door. Cold draft creeping across the floor. Trace the hallway with an outstretched palm. Mistaking the silence. For an honest calm. Tell a story that doesn't fit the facts. Leave the receipt in the chimney cracks. Fortress out of cardboard sheets. Safely sheltered from the outside streets. [Mechanical snare tightens, rising distortion, raw vocal tension] [Pre-Chorus] Don't turn the reading lamp on tonight. Don't paint the corners in a harsh white light. Keep my eyelids pressed to the wool. The pitcher still looks completely full. [Maximum heavy rock explosion, pounding industrial drums] [Chorus] Keep the blindfold knotted tight! Call every crooked angle right! I don't wanna see the harbor sink! I don't wanna know what either of us think! Pretend the wood won't break! For one more hour, for safety's sake! Blindfold on! Leave me in the dark! [Ambient tempo dip, minimalist synth pulses, Deftones style haunting whisper] [Bridge] Fabric over pupils. Blackout in the hall. If I never see it... It didn't fall at all. (Did it fall?) The threads are thinning! (Did it fall?) The fabric tears! The sudden daylight cuts and glares! I SEE IT ALL! [Screaming pitch-shifted guitar solo, weeping harmonics] [Peak emotional breakdown, impassioned belted vocals] [Chorus] Keep the blindfold knotted tight! Call every crooked angle right! I don't wanna see the harbor sink! I don't wanna know what either of us think! Pretend the wood won't break! For one more hour, for safety's sake! Blindfold on! Leave me in the dark! [Syncopated kick and bass pulsing down, quiet acoustic guitar] [Outro] Untie the knot. Daylight stings. Count the ruin that the morning brings. Blindfold. [Faint metallic hiss, Sudden Cut]
