I'm Still standin’… But it ain't livin'. [Verse 1 – Lead + Falsetto Layer] No one knocks much anymore— I hear ‘em leave by the creakin’ floor. [Harmony – falsetto undercurrent] (they said you could fix it…) (if you wanted to…) [Pre-Chorus – Whispered Overlay] They knock… I freeze. [Chorus – Lead with Falsetto Harmony, Dragged Syllables for Impact] WHYYY FIX THE WALLS when I keeep cuttin’ through the beams? WHYYY LET ‘EM IN when I don’t… believe? This house is me— and I keep it shut. Why… why… why? [Verse 2 – Rhythm-driven phrasing] Used to be music in the hall, Now it’s just static on the wall. Notes she left still taped and torn— Unread like every one before. [Harmony – high echo] (said she’d stay…) (if I cleaned the mold…) [Pre-Chorus – Breath Break in Line] I didn’t… She didn’t. [Chorus – Wider Harmony Layer, Longer Last Notes] WHYYY SAVE THIS PLACE if I’m ripping out the floor? WHYYY HIDE THE RAZOR if I’ll just find more? This house is me— I lock it tight. Why… why… why? [Bridge – Screamed Lead, Falsetto Echo] [Screamed] BOTTLES STACKED, LIGHTS GONE DIM— THE DOOR’S BEEN SHUT SINCE GOD KNOWS WHEN. [Falsetto] (you had a way out…) (you stayed in…) [Breakdown – Spoken Word Layered With Breaths] [Spoken – dry] They stopped knockin’. Long time ago. [Whispered falsetto] (so I stayed…) [Final Chorus – Drawn for Maximum Weight] WHYYY PATCH IT UP when I’m gutting out my chest? WHYYY LIE when I can’t confess? This house is me— and I let it rot. I let it rot Why… Why… Why? [Outro – *feedback decay, no vocal*] [END] © 2025 ÁDP ℗ 2025 Rythmora Records
