[Intro] [Atmospheric darkwave pads] [Fast 170 BPM liquid DnB breakbeat starts] [Panning: Strings sharp on the right, Woodwinds soft on the left] [Verse 1] [Male vocals, Pan: Right] [Strings accompaniment, Pan: Right] I said "I’m fine," but you’re digging for a hidden crime, Scanning my face like a detective for the twentieth time. (He’s logic-locked, she’s reading lines that aren't there) [Response] [Female vocals, Pan: Left] [Saxophone riff answer, Pan: Left] You say "I’m fine" while you’re staring at a blank white wall, If I don’t ask a thousand times, you won't speak at all! (She wants the soul, he just wants to watch the game) [Chorus] [Center: Full Mixed Choir] [Powerful sub-bass and lush string hits] Oh, the comedy of errors, the drama we create, Two different planets spinning in a "happily ever" state. He’s from the silence, she’s from the storm, Trying to keep each other’s lonely hearts warm. [Verse 2] [Male vocals, Pan: Right] [Strings accents, Pan: Right] I gave you a solution, a map to fix the broken sink, But you just wanted me to listen while you cry and think. (He’s the fixer, but she just needs the ear) [Response] [Female vocals, Pan: Left] [Soprano sax fill, Pan: Left] I didn't want a wrench, I wanted you to feel the vibe, But you’re a robot programmed only to describe! (She’s the ocean, he’s a lighthouse built of stone) [Chorus] [Center: Full Mixed Choir] [Deep analog funk bassline] Oh, the comedy of errors, the drama we create, Two different planets spinning in a "happily ever" state. He’s from the silence, she’s from the storm, Trying to keep each other’s lonely hearts warm. [Bridge] [Drum roll build up] [Interlocking tenor sax and strings] [Male/Right]: Why is the GPS always "wrong" when I drive? [Female/Left]: Why do you think "five minutes" means we’ll arrive at five? [Choir/Center]: It’s a tragic joke! It’s a beautiful mess! [Verse 3] [Male vocals, Pan: Right] You ask "Does this look fat?" and it’s a tactical trap, There is no exit strategy, no escape from the map. [Response] [Female vocals, Pan: Left] [Tenor sax answer, Pan: Left] And you "lost" the keys that are sitting in your open hand, Living in a world that only you can understand! [Outro] [All voices together, Wide stereo] [Complex liquid DnB outro with tribal rolls] Ten thousand glitches in the way we’re designed, But the rhythm’s perfect when our errors are aligned. [Male/Right]: I’m still wrong. [Female/Left]: I’m still right. [Choir/Center]: But we’re sleeping in the same bed tonight. [Final Saxophone solo, Pan: Left] [Fade out] [End]
