[Verse] I've got this feelin' in my gut... But nothings really there... And that's the point... An empty kind of pressure... Sometimes more And Sometimes lesser But it's there... And I don't know how... To fill it... [Beat Drop — the muted heartbeat kick suddenly deepens beneath an enormous aching sub-bass pulse; fragile analog arpeggios flicker through cold nocturnal space as distant tribal percussion slowly emerges; no explosion, just a heavy downward emotional pull into the groove] (Hey-hmm-hah-hah-hey...) (Hmm-hah-hah-hey...) (Hmm-hah-hah-hey...) [Instrumental — the wordless chant fractures into ghostly echoes across the stereo field; warm trip-hop percussion drifts beneath trembling pads and a hypnotic melodic-techno pulse, with distant breaths and female vocal ghosts dissolving into reverb] [Pre-Chorus] It gnaws like a hunger But I ain't hungry... It fills my core Yet I'm so empty... [Chorus] Cruel contradictions... Bloating in me... Cruel contradictions... Everywhere I see... Cruel contradictions... They won't leave me be... These cruel contradictions... Poison everything... [Instrumental Bloom — rolling melodic-techno bass and heartbeat kick carry the chorus melody without vocals; mournful analog synths rise in aching layers while fractured pieces of “cruel contradictions” drift like memories through enormous reverb; subtle ritual drums pulse underneath, beautiful and hopeless rather than triumphant] [Breakdown — everything gradually falls away until only heartbeat kick, deep sub-bass breathing, distant pads and tiny fragments of the wordless chant remain] [Verse] It comes on outta nowhere... Especially when I think... On everything I've had... All the good that all went bad... Goals I'll never reach... All because of me... I can feel it start to swell... Filling me with hell... [Beat Drop — the sub-bass swells harder this time as the heartbeat groove returns beneath trembling analog notes and low tribal drums; layered breaths gather around the vocal space while a mournful synth motif slowly curls upward, creating pressure without release] (Hey-hmm-hah-hah-hey...) (Hmm-hah-hah-hey...) (Hmm-hah-hah-hey...) [Instrumental — multiple ghostly female voices repeat and distort the chant until it resembles a distant ritual lament; trip-hop drums stumble beneath the steady melodic-techno pulse while grieving synth harmonies widen into the darkness] [Pre-Outro — instrumentation stripping away with every line] It's always been here... Sometimes far... Others near... It's terminal i fear... All these... [Silence — heartbeat stops for a breath] [Outro — deep smoky vocal almost breaking] Cruel contradictions... Bloating in me... Cruel contradictions... Everywhere I see... Cruel contradictions... They won't leave me be... These cruel contradictions... Poison everything... [Final Instrumental — the deepest sub-bass and rolling melodic-techno groove return beneath mournful pads and the fragile analog motif; distant voices whisper fragments of “cruel contradictions” while the “hey-hmm-hah-hah-hey” chant reappears far behind the mix, increasingly broken and unreachable; percussion slowly disappears, then the bass, leaving only trembling pads and unresolved analog notes suspended in immense nocturnal space] [End — unresolved]
