[Verse 1] [Solemn, slow-picked acoustic guitar, breathy and exhausted whispered vocals] Laying in bed as the buzzing continues I wait for sleep to greet me Close my eyes to shut the door Noise creeps in as memories flood the floor Hall of doors haunt me No silence to be found Is this the freedom I'm looking for it's a lie That place doesn't exist anymore [Verse 2] [Acoustic guitar transitions to a steady, muted rhythmic strum, rapid nervous breathing audible between lines] In these bright-lit hallways The next door hangs a tie Checkered red and calling Is this the noise that's been beckoning Searchin' long, my mind's all gone Stuck inside these halls, it's been far too long [Pre Chorus] [Fret-buzzing acoustic chords, strumming grows faster, tense and raspy vocal delivery] I searched and I searched till my knees gave out Taste of iron drips out my mouth [Chorus] [Aggressive fast acoustic strumming, raw breathless shouting, high emotional vocal strain] Helps so close not far at all still tried to leave It all I put on that tie chose to fall hoping To lose it all [Verse 3] [Guitar drops to single, ringing acoustic notes, quiet and deeply aspirated voice] Tie around my neck, I fall to the floor Back up quick, I’m so sick of Being trapped behind All these doors Running through these halls Looking for the door That gives me an escape I just can't do it anymore The door I stand beside will be my last try So I turn the knob to my surprise It's open but [Guitar cuts out completely, dead silence, raw spoken whisper] I'm still stuck INSIDE [Chorus] [Explosive fast-paced acoustic punk rhythm, heavy rhythmic guitar-body thumping, desperate melodic shouting] Helps so close not far at all still tried to leave It all I put on that tie chose to fall hoping to lose it all [Outro - Part I] [Slow, fragile acoustic fingerpicking, fading rhythm, quiet gasping vocals] The door wasn't locked but I didn't care If the silence was right there [Sudden Stop] [Dead Silence] [Tempo accelerates, rapid acoustic guitar body-tapping build-up] [PART II: THE FRONT ROW] [Verse 4] [Fast driving acoustic-punk strumming, high-energy breathless vocals] The door's been open a while now Cross the threshold into a new hell Everyone's watching, I can see it in their eyes Poking and prodding, I finally know why [Verse 5] [Aggressive palm-muted strumming, fast-paced heartbeat rhythm, highly aspirated and tense voice] They see the scars, they see the tie Just not the sickness deep inside Is this what I wanted? Hellscape before me? Noise never left, just spread with every step As I walk through that door It got too loud, too much outside I'm still right here, haunted by that tie [Chorus] [Hard-hitting acoustic chords, raw, unpolished, and desperate belted vocals] Don't look at me like that, it wasn't my choice The tie grew tighter but I never realized The mental slaughter that came with the noise [Short dynamic pause, guitar stops] I'm exposed I'm a mess [Bridge] [Fast, relentless acoustic strumming, vocal delivery speeds up, frantic and breathless] You got a front-row seat watching as I tried my best Everyone laughed, they just didn't know The noise inside was eating me whole [Strained, gasping vocal delivery, acoustic guitar played with maximum aggression] I'm trembling shaking, the taste of iron is back Thick this time just like rust It's driving me mad [Full throat-cracking scream, frantic chaotic acoustic thrashing] Stop staring at me I told you I was sick! You just had to see it for yourself So you bought a ticket Now you can't unsee it’s burnt inside your mind as it tortured me inside [Verse 7] [Strumming stops, quiet hollow acoustic guitar body taps, heavy breathless speaking] No falling no shaking, only trapped with the noise The door wasn't the problem, the hallway is clean The problem is me, it can't be unseen Now the whole world knows all the lies They've painted their pictures of me in that tie [Chorus] [Massive, furious acoustic wall of sound, raw emotional vocals with breathy backing layers] Don't look at me like that, it wasn't my choice The tie grew tighter but I never realized The mental slaughter that came with the noise [Sustained acoustic string slide] I'm exposed I'm a mess [Outro] [Rhythm slows down significantly, soft lingering acoustic chords, quiet exhausted whisper] Stop looking stop staring just leave me alone That tie almost felt Like a new home I'm stuck in this hell The noise chases me everywhere that I go Ladies and gentlemen This is the end of The show [Guitar cuts out completely, dead silence, raw, unamplified sighing whisper] You watched a young man lose control
