[Intro] [Dark, pulsing electronic synth wave] [Heavy, slow, grinding guitar riff drops in perfectly on the beat] [Verse 1] [Mid-tempo, driving drum groove] [Vocals are low, gritty, and deliberate. Plenty of space between lines] The sliding doors drag open. Third shift staring at the floor. I'm looking through the cooler glass. But I've been in this exact same store. The fluorescent hum is deafening. Then the air just leaves the room. I look down at my own two hands. Like I'm waking up from a tomb. [Pre-Chorus] [Guitars start chugging heavy and tight. Electronic beat builds] I bought this same coffee a thousand times. I walked this same aisle in a thousand lives. [Chorus] [Massive wall of sound. Huge alt-metal guitars mixed with heavy synths] [Vocals are wide open, soaring, and intensely emotional] It's the exact same water! We just drew a different map! You try to drive away, But you walk right back into the trap! You lock the deadbolt tight, But the cold is coming from inside! The light was always burning! We just choose to close our eyes! [Verse 2] [Instruments strip back. Just a heavy bassline, industrial drum loop, and quiet synth] [Vocals are rhythmic, building in frustration] I look up at the security mirror. The stranger looking back is me. I thought moving out of the city... Would finally set my head free. But it's the exact same origin point. The exact same heavy ghost. I dragged it all the way out here. To the things that hurt the most. [Pre-Chorus] [Guitars start chugging heavy and tight. Electronic beat builds] I bought this same coffee a thousand times. I walked this same aisle in a thousand lives. [Chorus] [Massive wall of sound. Huge alt-metal guitars mixed with heavy synths] [Vocals are wide open, soaring, and intensely emotional] It's the exact same water! We just drew a different map! You try to drive away, But you walk right back into the trap! You lock the deadbolt tight, But the cold is coming from inside! The light was always burning! We just choose to close our eyes! [Bridge - The Drop] [ABRUPT CUT TO SILENCE] [Only a deep, pulsing electronic sub-bass and the hum of a refrigerator] [Vocals drop to a fragile, raw whisper] They want you looking at the floor. They want you drowning in the noise. But standing under this cheap light... I finally recognize the voice. My crown is still right there. They can't break what they don't own. [Guitar Solo / Instrumental Buildup] [Emotional, soaring guitar lead layered over heavy industrial synths] [Outro Breakdown] [The heaviest part of the song. Half-time sludgy groove, brutal and deliberate] [Vocals push into a raw, aggressive, emotional scream] Stop running away! (Let the light in!) You can't outrun yourself! Stop running away! (Let the light in!) Just let it in! [End] [Heavy guitars abruptly cut out] [A single, dark synth note rings and fades out] It was never about the body anyway.
