[Intro - Cold Analog Synth Arpeggio, Lo-Fi Vinyl Crackle, Deep Sub-Bass] [Verse 1 - Intimate Narrative Whispered Vocals, Minimal Lo-Fi Beat] Staring at the ceiling while the digital clock turns red Replaying every single word I wish I'd never said There's a phantom pressure building right behind my eyes A systematic checklist of invisible supplies I trace the lines of bone and muscle underneath my hand Trying to decode a map I never asked to planned The room is shrinking down until the walls begin to press Turning all my thoughts into a standardized distress. [Pre-Chorus - Rhythmic Turntable Scratch, Heavy Guitars Sinking In] Running in a circle where the edge is out of sight Fighting with the shadows in the middle of the night. [Chorus - Heavy 90s Downtuned Guitars, Melodic Baritone Vocals, Vinyl Scratch] Under the skin, the friction starts to burn! Trapped inside the equations that I had to learn! It’s not a breakdown, it’s a systematic fault Bringing all my daily movements to a halt! [Outro - Fading Vinyl Static, Solo Synth Pad] Under the skin... Just static.
