"I Don't Wanna Fix IT”

[Intro – no build, immediate intrusion] (distorted breathing, metal scraping, sudden cut-in vocal) Don’t— Don’t look behind you. …too late. [Verse 1 – low, controlled but wrong] I keep my nails short now They used to get caught in the drywall Scratching patterns I don’t remember making But they remember me There’s something in the way you blink Like you know I’m not done thinking Like you feel it when I stare too long Like prey that learned the shape of wrong [Pre-Chorus – rising tension, voice cracking] I tried to sit still I tried to behave But the quiet gets loud And it digs in my brain [Chorus – explosive, violent release] I HEAR THEM SCREAM WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES SO I DON’T CLOSE ‘EM ANYMORE I KEEP THEM OPEN WIDE—WIDE—WIDE TILL THEY BLEED INTO THE FLOOR I DON’T WANNA FIX THIS I WANNA BREAK MORE IF THERE’S A LINE— I ERASED IT BEFORE [Verse 2 – faster, unstable, spiraling] You ever feel your teeth itch? Like they don’t belong in your mouth? Like they wanna tear through something living Just to prove they count? I smile too much now People don’t like that They step back slow Yeah—I like that Heartbeat syncing with the panic in the room I don’t chase anymore I just assume [Pre-Chorus – frantic, layered voices] Don’t touch me Don’t test me Don’t breathe near my skin Don’t look like a target Don’t make me begin [Chorus – heavier, gang shouts layered] I HEAR THEM SCREAM WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES SO I DON’T CLOSE ‘EM ANYMORE I KEEP THEM OPEN WIDE—WIDE—WIDE TILL THEY BLEED INTO THE FLOOR I DON’T WANNA FIX THIS I WANNA BREAK MORE IF THERE’S A LINE— I ERASED IT BEFORE [Bridge – full psychotic break, chaotic tempo feel] (laughing under vocals, glitch cuts) You think this is anger? No—this is focus This is calm with a body count attached to it I don’t black out— I remember everything Every sound Every shape Every second you tried to escape— (whisper, right in ear) You didn’t. [Breakdown – slow, crushing, spoken menace] No doors No locks No God in the walls Just me Just me Just me [Final Chorus – absolute loss of control] THEY DON’T SCREAM NOW—THEY JUST SHAKE AND I CAN’T TELL IF IT’S FEAR OR ME I DON’T STOP—I DON’T BREAK I DON’T KNOW WHAT I’M SUPPOSED TO BE I DON’T WANNA FIX THIS I WANNA BREAK MORE IF THERE’S A LINE— THERE NEVER WAS BEFORE [Outro – quiet, disturbing calm] (soft, almost normal) …you’re still here? …good. I wasn’t finished.