///*****/// [start] [Intro | tense | no lead vocal | low down-tuned guitar pulse, thick bass and restrained drum entrance | low density | close, dry | brief 4–8 bar setup] [Verse 1 | bitter | clipped chest-led phrases, hard consonants, controlled grit | palm-muted down-tuned guitar, bass locked to kick | coiled] Pictures fade along the wall Your keys are here, your door is locked I trace the damage, count the cost Still don't know what I'm waiting on [Chorus 1 | wounded, angry | forceful melodic grit, short releases, open peak words | blown-out fuzz guitars, full drums, grinding bass | heavy forward drive | wide guitars, centred vocal] Take the rest of what you stole Take the bitter, take the hollow I hit bottom just to see What's still alive inside of me [Verse 2 | accusatory | tighter rhythmic attack, phrases pushed forward, controlled vocal strain | syncopated low-string riff, dead stops, tom responses | rising pressure] You played clean, I wore the blame I came back when you called my name Now every word tastes the same No saint, no spark, no saving flame [Bridge | numb turning furious | low close delivery, each line gaining strain and projection | grinding bass, mechanical drum pulse, feedback swelling into distorted guitar surges | escalating tension, final line breaking open] You said it was real I swallowed the lie Ash in my mouth, Now choke on goodbye [Guitar Solo | furious | snarling bent-note phrasing, unstable sustain | thick blown-out fuzz lead, wah movement, feedback squeals, pinch harmonics, whammy dips over grinding rhythm guitar | peak intensity | wide distorted lead, abrupt rhythmic stops] [Final Chorus | defiant, wounded | aggressive melodic grit, scream-friendly peaks, clipped breaths between phrases | full down-tuned riff wall, heavy drums, bass grind, feedback accents | maximum propulsion without tempo drag | wide guitars, centred lead, hard transient impact] Take the rest of what you stole Take the bitter, take the hollow I hit bottom just to see What's still alive inside of me Nothing left for you to own Nothing left for you to hold [Outro | spent, defiant | close rough vocal, short final release | one grinding guitar figure, bass and feedback tail | sudden withdrawal] Still alive Still my own [end]
