Recovery

[Voice Control: No extra vocals, no ad-libs, no humming, no moans, clean dry vocal start, all vocals strictly follow lyrics] [Intro – male rap, clean dry vocal, no reverb, calm cadence, low sub bass] Yeah… Funny thing about love — Some people don’t want you They want the reflection. [Verse 1 – male rap, staircase, off-rhythm, rolling 808 bass] You walked in — halo glow Said I was the cure for the war in your core — uh First you adore me then ignore me then distort what I said in the story Flip the scene — suddenly I’m the enemy in your narrative Pause — rewind — compliments raining like hail from above But every one came chained with a glove [(switch to Female vocalist for quotes)] “Baby you’re crazy” “Baby you’re sensitive” Every concern gets competitive Truth gets edited Facts get repetitive [Hook – female vocal, soft melodic, haunting] You only love reflections Hearts are your collections Breaking them feels like protection To you I tried to be your heaven But mirrors are your weapons Love was just a lesson For you [Verse 2 – male rap, faster cadence, staircase, rolling 808 bass] See the cycle spin — love bomb withdraw repeat again Build me high just to drop me in Every argument’s oxygen Twist the truth shift the proof Til the doubt starts living in my head Compliments with conditions Affection with permissions Freedom comes with restrictions Mirror cracked — Bass hit — Truth slipped out [Bridge – male rap, reflective, cinematic pads] I bent my truth just to fit your frame Shrank my voice just to play your game Love doesn’t suffocate just to maintain And ego crowns rust in the rain [Break – vacuum drop, minimal beat, airy pads] Wait… So this whole time I wasn’t losing my mind — I was just standing in the wrong reflection. [Final Hook – female vocal, full bass returns, rolling 808 sub-bass] You only love reflections Hearts are your collections Breaking them feels like protection To you I tried to be your heaven But mirrors are your weapons Love was just a lesson For you [Whispered Outro – male + female duet, soft, fading piano + ambient bass] No score to settle No careful rehearsing Just two voices speaking without flinching No shifting stories No rooms full of doubt Quiet mornings coffee going cold while we talk it out You hear what I mean I hear what you say Nothing to prove Nothing to take away Maybe the real thing is simple like this — Two steady breaths in the same small space.