Looking Down

Raw mathcore with emotional post-hardcore tension, close-miked raw room texture; dissonant guitars, heavy bass, dynamic mathy drums, solitary clean guitar, soft harmony pads beneath the chorus, dizzying tapping lead; anxious tempo shifts and explosive breakdowns; low dark male croon in legato phrases, hushed trembling whispers, frantic scream-talk, piercing screams, spoken-word bursts, nervous whines and harsh yells

V6-WILD

[Intro] (wind blowing, fast clean guitar arpeggio, shaky breathing) Fifty stories up. The concrete doesn’t care if you’re terrified. [Build: chaotic dissonant tapping, heavy drums crashing in] [Verse 1] (anxious, spoken-word poetry, rapid-fire cadence) My ankles are turning to liquid, the floorboards are starting to tilt! Built a glass-box observation deck out of my own insecurity and guilt! Why did I walk out onto the ledge? Why am I looking over the edge? Gravity’s a magnet and my body’s just a loose metal wedge! I can feel the drop in the soles of my shoes, Every inch of elevation is a game I’m gonna lose! [Chorus] (screaming, maximum distortion, chaotic and raw) LOOKING DOWN IS A SUICIDE NOTE WRITTEN IN THE AIR! There’s no safety net, there’s no god up here, nobody cares! THE SKY IS TOO WIDE AND THE GROUND IS TOO FAR! We’re just shaking little pieces of a broken-down car! [Verse 2] (desperate, erratic tempo shifts, shifting between nervous whining and harsh yells) Step back. Step back from the window frame. Saying my own name like an incantation, like it’s a shame. The wind is pushing against my chest, a physical hand telling me to lean, The most violent temptation that I’ve ever seen! My palms are sweating against the glass, If I let go now, how long till I crash—?! [Bridge] (whispered, trembling, close to the mic, lonely high-pitched guitar loop) Imagine the weightlessness. Just a second of falling. Is it flying, or is it just a very long mistake? [Building intensity] *THE FLOOR IS DROPPING OUT! MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT STOP!* [Guitar Solo] (dizzying math-rock tapping, erratic rhythm changes, chaotic breakdown) [Outro] (descending heavy chords, fading into hyperventilating and wind rushing past) Step away from the glass. Keep your eyes on the floor. Don't look down anymore. [Single heavy unresolved chord] [End]

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