[Intro – premium analog warmth, distant vinyl crackle, dark grand piano close-mic'd with natural room decay, male nightcore vocal pitched +3, calm and confident, like he's already won] (people are nice...) (until they open their mouths...) (heh ) [808s drop — sub-heavy, clean punch, wide stereo field, zero distortion, pristine low-end] [Verse 1 – Confident talkative flow — melodic R&B delivery, calm superiority, every word a gentle flex] People are nice until they open their mouths They talk too much and laugh too loud Small talk and jokes — can anybody please Get me the hell out of here Shut the fuck up, I've heard that before God you're annoying, go find the door Don't need you, don't want you So go on, get lost 'Cause I'm fucking done playing-host (host — like I invited you — I didn't) [Verse 2 – Confidence sharpens — still calm, still superior, irritation without effort] Better be gone before the room gets crowded Too much noise — does it get any louder? Yeah I heard it before, yeah I heard it all All of these people make me wanna hit the road Make me wanna smash my head straight into a wall Can you be quiet for one second please? Is there an "off" to your endless release? You're wasting the air and I need to breathe Go on a hike, get out of my sight (sight — don't let the door hit you on the way out) (actually — let it) [Bridge – Quiet confidence — calm, collected, dangerous in its stillness] I won't smack you — out of respect Which part of "shut the fuck up" do you not understand? I want it to drop — quiet, yeah, drop dead Can anybody please tell me when all this blabber will end? [Verse 3 – Beautifully violent with confidence — poetic, calm, like he's describing the weather] Oh I have thoughts, all about you So beautifully violent, the things I could do But I know restraint, the time and the place So here's your chance to get out of my face The world is so big, so why bother me? Is there nowhere else you asshole should be? [Verse 4 – Witty and confident — sharp, clever, that "I'm smarter than you" energy] I don't like sharing my space or my air I can sit here smiling like you're not there I could phrase it nicer — where are my manners? Let me be softer: you're a lovely disaster Don't take it personal, I'm perfectly fair I dislike most people — you're just... aware [Verse 5 – Dark humor with confidence — violent imagery delivered like a casual observation] I'd really like it if you turned around Let's see the back of your head Maybe it blocks out the sound Your voice is a torture device Take those vocal chords, put them on ice Then throw them away I don't want to hear it, no matter what you say Nothing important ever leaves your hole Maybe I'll introduce your face to my sole Stomp on for a while — that's how they make wine Don't worry about it, I'm sure you'll be fine [Outro – Ultimate confidence — cold, dismissive, untouchable] Don't flatter yourself, I'm not upset You'd have to matter for me to get there yet (you don't even register) (like background noise) (that I turned off) (bye) [silence for 3 seconds] [faint whisper with a smile: "finally"] [silence]
