[Intro] [Brooding rolling sub-bass, detuned jail ambience, distant cell door clang] [Spoken, low, almost smiling] Number four-four-seven-oh-nine... Still counting down [Verse 1] [Stiff drum grid builds, sparse synth pads] Had a corner office, view above the town Had a guy who waited up, never let me down Had a name on the building, had a seat at the head Then one night, one bad night, put a man in the dead Cuffs were cold as morning on my wrists Funny how a life can fold inside a fist They read me every right I'd already lost Fancy suit to orange, that's the cost [Pre-Chorus] [Rhythmic plucks tighten, message ping and notification FX in the beat] damn, man, headline on the screen Ping, ping, "what did he mean?" dang, dang, the whole world knows For fucks sake, sure the tension grows [Chorus] [Wide distorted polysynths, aching male harmonies] Oh, I had it all, I threw it all away One mistake turned into every day Bars on the window, blood on my hands Running out of road, running out of plans Oh, I had it all, now I'm nothing but a name Wrote my own ending, who the hell is left to blame? Hear it in the distance, hear it getting near Same old siren, same old fear [Verse 2] [Plasticky major-key string chords, same drums, glossy media feel] Smiling anchors telling it with perfect teeth "Tonight, the fall of a man", cue the swelling strings beneath They made me a story, sold me by the hour Rich man, dead man, fifteen minutes of fame Found a guard's dark moment, took the keys Heard the alarm bleed through the walls like disease One wrong move and the gate swung wide Didn't make it past the yard, didn't make it outside [Pre-Chorus] [Rhythmic plucks, message pings, tighter] knock knock, breaking news dang, dang, nothing left to lose Dammit bro, the verdict's in and they're starting the shit again [Chorus] [Full, distorted, harmonies stacked higher] Oh, I had it all, I threw it all away One mistake turned into every day Bars on the window, blood on my hands Death row waiting, sure demise of a man Dude, I had it all, now I'm nothing but a name Wrote my own ending, who the hell is left to blame? Hear it in the distance, hear it getting near Same old siren, same old fear [Bridge] [Everything drops out except bass and a single detuned synth] Eight by ten and the lights go low Last meal menu, nowhere to go Somewhere a kid with a brand-new name Picks up the phone, plays the same old game [Outro] [Slow filter-out, looping eerie motif, cycle continues feel] [Whispered] Number four-four-seven-oh-nine... Somebody's next [Instrumental loops, fading] [Faraway police sirens fade to silence] [End][Intro] [wailing police sirens approach] [doppler effect siren fades in and zooms past] [heavy engine roar, tires screeching]
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