[Verse 1] *(Vocal: Whispered, erratic breathing, heavy proximity effect)* My world is falling apart, *(gasp)* I feel like a bunch of used parts, *(Vocal: Sudden shift to high, piercing head voice; resonance shifts abruptly from chest to throat)* Crumbling from the weight of my words *(Vocal: Heavy, trembling vibrato, volume swelling mid-word)* Crushing my heart knowing I was wrong. *(Vocal: Dropping to a fragile, broken register, trailing off into a sharp intake of air)* Trembling from the pain... I sit... and wait. [Chorus] *(Vocal: Atmospheric, swelling with an Library-style operatic belting tone that breaks unexpectedly)* Hold my breath until it burns! *(sharp gasp)* Learning lines I can't unlearn, No one's coming, no one's here, *(Vocal: Erratic, fluttering vibrato; voice shaking with simulated panic)* Choking on my own despair. Stop the bleeding, stop the clock, Give me something I can lock, *(Vocal: Pitch wavering slightly, dynamic drops to a desperate cry)* I am slipping, I am cold, Breathing through this stranglehold. [Verse 2] *(Vocal: Tight, constricted throat resonance; hyper-ventilating between phrases)* Fingertips are shaking raw, Scraping at an invisible flaw, *(Vocal: Sudden, explosive vocal burst on "tore")* I said too much, I tore the seam, Waking inside a silent scream. *(Vocal: De-tuned, rhythmic delivery, drifting off-pitch intentionally)* My skin is tight, my throat is dry, Can't even look you in the eye, I did this to us, I broke the glass, *(Vocal: Voice cracks on "ache", bleeding into a quiet sob)* Waiting for the ache to pass. [Bridge] *(Vocal: Pure erratic panic; spoken/cried vocal overlapping the synth arrangement)* *(Inhale—gasping)* Hear me? Can you hear me breathe? Look at what I pulled from underneath. *(Vocal: Escalating in pitch and volume; frantic resonance)* It’s heavy, it’s heavy, it’s too much to pull, My lungs are empty but the panic is full! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m spinning away, Nothing is left for my mouth to say. *(Vocal: High-pitched, unrestricted cry, trailing into vocal fry)* (Cry) Don't look at me like that. *(Whispered)* Don't leave me in this. [Chorus] *(Vocal: Maximalist Artpop production kicks in; vocals are heavily layered but retain the raw, trembling instability)* Hold my breath until it burns! *(gasp)* Learning lines I can't unlearn, No one's coming, no one's here, Choking on my own despair. Stop the bleeding, stop the clock, Give me something I can lock, *(Vocal: Full vocal distortion from physical strain/screaming)* I am slipping, I am cold, Breathing through this stranglehold! [Outro] *(Vocal: Music cuts out; completely acapella, close-mic'd, shivering vocal delivery)* Just parts... A bunch of used parts... *(Vocal: Vibrato becomes extremely wide and uncontrolled)* Trembling. I sit and wait. *(Gasp)* Please. I sit... and wait.
