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Vacant Dirty

koninho
koninho
Leave The Track Exactly As It Is But Polish The Track And Vocals By Enhancing The Sonics And Vocals And Create A 3D Asmr Sound Engineering Environment, ‑Abrupt cuts, ‑replacement singer, ‑altered singer identity, ‑altered accent, ‑altered vowels, ‑altered consonants, ‑rewritten lyrics, ‑omitted lyrics, ‑added lyrics, ‑changed melody, ‑changed cadence, ‑changed phrasing, ‑changed tempo, ‑changed key, ‑different song, ‑generic pop voice, ‑generic sad-pop, ‑acoustic ballad, ‑piano ballad, ‑bright dance-pop, ‑festival EDM, ‑big-room drop, ‑tropical house, ‑trap hi-hat barrage, ‑aggressive 808 slides, ‑rock drums, ‑cinematic orchestra, ‑horror-score clichés, ‑literal hotel Foley, ‑comedic sound effects, ‑theatrical acting, ‑Broadway delivery, ‑excessive belting, ‑gospel choir, ‑oversized chorus, ‑constant harmonies, ‑excessive adlibs, ‑melisma overload, ‑breathy affectation on every line, ‑robotic timing, ‑word-by-word AI singing, ‑disconnected syllables, ‑rigid quantization, ‑rushed lyrics, ‑unnatural pauses, ‑wrong word stress, ‑plastic vocal sheen, ‑obvious autotune, ‑over-clean pitch correction, ‑sterile mix, ‑muddy sub, ‑harsh top end, ‑crushed dynamics, ‑wall-of-sound finale, ‑triumphant

Your keycard died The bed stayed warm I logged the checkout But not what you wore Housekeeping knocked I froze by the cart Twelve was vacant Except for your mark DND on the handle Turned the wrong way round I bagged the minibar But left your heat around The service lift hummed I rode it alone With your name in my mouth And the cart going slow I changed the sheets Not the air You checked out Your heat hung there I changed the sheets Not the air Vacant dirty And I left it there Lost Property called For the charger you missed I said “nothing was left” With it warm in my fist Front desk kept ringing About twelve-oh-three I marked it out of order So nobody could see The linen chute opened I counted to ten Held one pillowcase back Then folded it again Your folio closed With a late charge line But your shape in the mattress Wouldn’t total right DND on the handle Turned the wrong way round I bagged the minibar But left your heat around The service lift hummed I rode it alone With your name in my mouth And the cart going slow I changed the sheets Not the air You checked out Your heat hung there I changed the sheets Not the air Vacant dirty And I left it there You checked out I stayed on twelve Made up the bed And lied to myself Supervisor came by With her pen on the board Said “why is twelve-oh-three Not ready for more?” I had towels in my hands I had dust on my knees Said “give me five minutes” Like five minutes means I changed the sheets Not the air You checked out Your heat hung there I changed the sheets Not the air Vacant dirty And I left it there Your keycard died The bed stayed warm I signed off the checkout But kept what you wore I changed the sheets Not the air You checked out Your heat hung there