[Intro ~ female vocals | intimate close-mic | breathy restraint | slow build into subtle grit] I’m shocked how suddenly… Been rocked by difficulty When we broke free — Wanting what you now have Stuck desperately. Still able to see It can be quick Twist this bitch— Flip the switch Back to my normal version Before it has a chance to worsen. [Verse 1 ~ female vocals | controlled, rhythmic phrasing | light staccato on internal rhymes ] Why do you have to do this to me? Interpreting what you see As me experiencing jealousy— Especially when factually— I’ve never been that person. Always naturally experienced compersion. [Verse 2 ~ female vocals | building percussion | strategic pauses between questions] Do you know what drives you emotionally? Are you able to answer truthfully… And rationally what principles and values Do you stand for—Unconditionally? Does it make sense…Stand up to scrutiny? I know I’m not in the majority And surely will evoke a mutiny. Got something to state— Or even debate— As long as it’s not violently. I hear your plea— stand against authority. Believe we all have the right to be free. [Chorus ~ bold female lead | wide stacked harmonies | punchy drums | strong staccato emphasis on key words] IT’S CLEAR TO ME WHAT I SEE— WE SHOULD BE MORE OF AN OR—GEE POLYAMORY Shutting down the monopoly. Use your fingers appropriately. SAY— FUCK MA—NA—GA—ME [Verse 3 ~ female vocals | dynamic push-pull delivery | clipped staccato bursts between longer melodic lines] Tired of being alone, To bond is my purpose Little time in the red zone Relax, coast the surface, Hostile in tone, feeling nervous Wired for service—Inspired to moan. Fire—fueled situation Greed floods my bone. Feed the need! Bleed — desperation... Don’t misread intention, Not just sensation — More about anticipation, And obsession in connection. [Hook ~ soaring female vocal | emotional belt with airy top harmonies | sustained vowels contrasting earlier staccato] Now if feeling defensive… That's not my intention. This is not an intervention. No pushing lack of connection. My mission Is to end restriction. So don’t get me wrong— It’s about getting along. Meant to put your attention on… Love— Before it’s gone. [Verse 4 ~ female vocals | rhythmic, attitude-driven | sharp staccato hits on short phrases] We need to get a grip… Flip the script! Flip the bird— Fuck ownership. We don’t need to be Connected at the hip. "THERE ARE SMALL SHIPS AND BIG SHIPS" BUT THE BEST SHIPS ARE FRIEND —SHIPS. So if you love how she strips… If she has wicked tits… That shouldn’t be cause to trip. Be ready to unload a clip. Get over the bullshit— Honestly— Let’s focus on— Trust. Respect. Honesty. And trust what’s meant to be. What’s fair… It’s more than just you and me. Listen.— Care.— Don’t hate— Be great. To everyone who sparks your energy. People as property— We don’t question or debate… So set love free. Entirely. [Chorus ~ | driving drums and bass | bold harmony stack | sharper staccato accents] IT’S CLEAR TO ME WHAT I SEE— WE SHOULD BE MORE OF AN OR—GEE SPREAD LEGS SPREAD LOVE. SPREAD aw-TAH-nuh-mee FUCK mah-NAH-guh-mee FUCK MA—NA—GA—ME [Bridge ~ stripped-back start | breathy vulnerability building into powerful swell | emotional vocal ] We sacrifice enough. Calling restriction love Is just insanity. Limits are like the vanity Of saying fuck profanity… Are you willing to rise above? Believe you me— Insecurity Will relate love to purgatory. Make this fiction…History. [Final Chorus ~ explosive female belt | full-band rebellion energy | layered harmonies with strong percussive phrasing] IT’S CLEAR TO ME WHAT I SEE— WE SHOULD BE MORE OF AN OR—GEE Show respect And loyalty. Show respect And loyalty… Fuck monogamy. SHOW. RESPECT. AND. LOYALTY. FUCK. FUCK. FUCK mah-NAH-guh-mee [Outro ~ warm, intimate female vocals ] And this ain’t me being horny… Or not wanting someone to adore me. Have a ride or die. Someone to go to. No need to hide or lie— Someone to hold onto. Stands by your side. A shoulder when you cry. Will be your alibi… But won’t cut your wings—Allow you to fly. Feel the energy! Be who you are. Who you’re meant to be.— Appreciate honesty. You do you, I’ll do me, and we can agree TO LET FREEDOM BECOME PERSONAL aw-TAH-nuh-mee aw-TAH-nuh-mee worth more than mah-NAH-guh-mee Fuck .....MA---na-----ga-----MEEEEeeee
