Close Enough

Begins with melancholic piano against muted trap-influenced drums, airy and distant, Fragile male vocals, close-mic'd, tremble in verses, subtly layered with breathy whispers and echo-drenched harmonies, Guitars bloom in with heavy reverb, slowcore textures enveloping the sound, Choruses expand cinematically, falsetto nearly breaking, layered ghost-like ad-libs haunting the mix, Dynamics swirl between intimate, sparse vulnerability and dramatic, saturated Pop-Rock crescendos, all under a moody bedroom-pop haze

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[Anger like Intro] [Chorus] When I’m not close enough to you I feel my tears stop trying to stay in my eyes I feel the water holding onto my skin It’s a kind of tyranny When I’m not close enough to you~~~ you~~~~ you~~~~ you~~~~ you~~~~ [Verse] Can you open my eyes When the moment is right to connect Let our hearts move into each other Because beneath all the damage There is something still there (there) [Chorus] When I’m not close enough to you I feel my tears stop trying to stay in my eyes I feel the water holding onto my skin It’s a kind of tyranny When I’m not close enough to you~~~ you~~~~ you~~~~ you~~~~ you~~~~ [Echoes Bridge] (Gold), (Gold) (Gold), (Gold) (Gold), (Gold) (Gold), (Gold) (Gold), (Gold) (Gold), (Gold) (Gold), (Gold) (Gold), (Gold) [Guitar Intermission] [Beat Drop] [Chorus] When I’m not close enough to you I feel my tears stop trying to stay in my eyes I feel the water holding onto my skin It’s a kind of tyranny When I’m not close enough to you~~~ you~~~~ you~~~~ you~~~~ you~~~~ [Small Dance Drop] [Echoes Bridge] (Gold), (Gold) (Gold), (Gold) (Gold), (Gold) (Gold), (Gold) (Gold), (Gold) (Gold), (Gold) (Gold), (Gold) (Gold), (Gold) [Verse - faster vocals] Don’t turn us into something broken At most, being together should be allowed Even if the sky presses down on me I’ll still stand up and take the crown [Feels angry] you~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [Chorus - Slowed Down, Outro] When I’m not close enough to you I feel my tears stop trying to stay in my eyes I feel the water holding onto my skin It’s a kind of tyranny When I’m not close enough to you~~~ you~~~~ you~~~~ you~~~~ you~~~~

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