[LYRICS] [Intro] [FX: Gritty beat kicks in] [Male Spoken Word: Low] Optimization is a myth. [Female Vocals: Haunting hum] [adlib: female vocals] ...Just a myth, baby. [Male Spoken Word] Some errors you keep in the logs. [Verse 1: Male Rap] [Vocal Texture: Low and Rhythmic] Black tie event. Mind is in the gutter. Snapshot of us in that hotel in Paris Public was clean. Private was... clutter. First one was chaotic, static on the line She liked the danger, the speed, the decline. I was supplying the want, she was supplying the need. Silk dress on the floor. Drowning in the shallow end, too high to bleed. [Chorus: Male and Female Duet] [Male Rap: Low End] Life choices, burnt bridges, placing the bet [Female Vocals: High Harmonies] A gallery of ghosts... [Male Vocals] ...and a bed full of sweat. [Both] We keep it high fashion to cover the stain [Female Vocals] Pleasure is just the prettier version of pain. [Male Vocals] Dirty laundry wrapped in a designer bag [Both] Every new lover is just a red flag. [Verse 2: Male Rap] [Vocal Texture: Cold and Analytical] Second one was strategy. Cold light. She wanted the resume, she hated the night. We debated the logic, the physics of skin She was the only argument I didn't want to win. Separation was surgical. Just ice. She didn't want the value. She just wanted the price. [Breakdown] [FX: Drums drop out, Deep Bass and Piano only] [Verse 3: Female Soulful] [Vocal Texture: Angry and Smooth] You talk about the third one... Like you were the one holding the match. You engineered the lock, darling... But I’m the one who picked the latch. [Vocal Style: Belting Power] You say I was the signal? Honey, you were just the noise. I came here for a Man. [Vocal Style: Whispering Head Voice] You gave me little boys. [Female Vocals: Normal] You shattered all my poise. [Bridge] [FX: Drums kick back in hard] [Female Vocals: Intense] You call it arrogance? I call it a glitch. You talk about the texture, the scratch and the itch? I remember the balcony. I remember the view. I wasn't whispering to the devil... I was whispering to you. [Outro: The Confrontation] [Style Note: Overlapping arguments] [Male Vocals] That wasn't polite. [Female Vocals] No, it was the truth. [Male Vocals] That was the animal eating the mind. [Female Vocals] You left the best parts of me behind. [Male Vocals] I miss the texture. [Female Vocals] You miss the control. [Male Vocals] I miss the grip. [Female Vocals] You missed the soul. [Male Vocals] Now I’m auditing wreckage of time that was spent. [Female Vocals: Long fading note] Tell me where the vitality went... [Finale] [FX: Music stops abruptly] [Male Spoken Word: Dry] Archive it. [KEY/TEMPO] Suggested Key: [F Minor: Ideal for the soulful, dark tension and deep bass frequencies.] [Suggested Tempo:] [75-85 BPM: Standard Trip-hop range, allows space for the lyrics to breathe.]
