[Verse 1] Low light, a voice in the backroom haze No warmth, just a blade in a velvet phrase Said flat like mercy’s being given No grace in the way it’s driven Called truth, like that clears the air But truth don’t land when there’s no one there Just cold precision, no pulse, no start Every word hits bone, never hits heart [Pre-Chorus] No raised voice Just a lowered room Let it echo sharp Let it bloom like a bruise [Chorus] Said clear, like it always does No blood on the tongue, but it still cuts through Called truth, but it feels unkind Honesty without heart is cold design Honesty without heart Honesty without heart Said clear, but it don’t feel right Honesty without heart is cold design [Verse 2] Slow drip, every sentence lands delayed Like a screen hiding every shade Said, “don’t ask what can’t be withstood” But truth ain’t truth when it’s misunderstood Kept sharp like a ritual Every word stripped down to clinical No hesitation, no second thought Just something raw, let the damage talk [Pre-Chorus] No tremble, no crack Just a perfectly placed attack Called real But it don’t heal like that [Chorus] Said clear, like it always does No blood on the tongue, but it still cuts through Called truth, but it feels unkind Honesty without heart is cold design Honesty without heart Honesty without heart Said clear, but it don’t feel right Honesty without heart is cold design [Bridge] Static in the silence Words don’t breathe Just echoes of intention With no reprieve A softer lie might hold a shape Might leave a name, a trace While truth like this just hits and fades Without a human place [Final Chorus (stripped)] Said clear… like it always does No blood on the tongue, but it still cuts through Honesty without heart… cold design Honesty without heart… cold design Called truth… but it feels unkind Honesty without heart… cold design [fade / repetition / fragmentation] ——————— Written and produced by @vinnyleaf Vinnyleaf Music 2026
