Do ya hear dat?…It’s GrizzlyJones…Say da name…Echoes of the Outside…[Intro](82 BPM. A slow, somber acoustic guitar arpeggio plucks out a raw minor chord progression. A faint, low-fidelity vinyl crackle breathes in the background.)Guitar: (Clean, melancholic acoustic picking...)Staring at the ceiling through a cloud of smoke.Chewing on the bitter words I never spoke.You look at me like I’m the one who’s insane,While you stand dry, watching me drown in the rain.[Verse 1](82 BPM. The close-mic lead vocal is quiet, gravelly, and deeply isolated. A slow, clean electric bass guitar note hums on the downbeat.)I’m picking at the scabs of every old mistake.Measuring the promises you love to break.You build me up just to watch me crack apart,Feeding on the chaos inside my heavy heart.It’s easier for you to blame the ghost in the room,Than to admit you’re the one who sealed our doom.[Pre-Chorus](The acoustic strumming gets more intense, hitting muted chugs. Distorted electric guitar feedback begins to swell from the sides.)Guitar FX: (Low electric feedback building tension...)And you’re hiding behind the walls you made,Watching my reflection start to fade.But the static in my head is getting way too loud,I’m screaming your name but I’m lost in the crowd!Vocal Growl: (Yeah!) Bring the noiseGuitars: (Massive, overdriven drop-D power chords roaring.)BUT YOU ONLY SEE ME FROM THE OUTSIDE NOW!TRYING TO FIGURE OUT THE WHY AND THE HOW!YOU TRAPPED ME IN THE COLD, YOU TOOK THE LIGHT!LEAVING ME TO WRESTLE WITH THE SHADOWS TONIGHT!YEAH, YOU CAST ME OUT BUT I’M STILL AWAKE!COUNTING EVERY SINGLE PIECE YOU TRIPPED TO BREAKI dress the wounds you pretend you didn't leave.Tired of the webs that you constantly weave.You look right through me like I’m made of glass,Just waiting for the storm and the damage to pass.[Chorus](82 BPM Drop. Maximum emotional release. Every instrument hits at maximum volume with high-register screaming harmonies on the hook.)Guitars: (Roaring, heavy drop-D sustained chords.)BUT YOU ONLY SEE ME FROM THE OUTSIDE NOW!TRYING TO FIGURE OUT THE WHY AND THE HOW!YOU TRAPPED ME IN THE COLD, YOU TOOK THE LIGHT!LEAVING ME TO WRESTLE WITH THE SHADOWS TONIGHTGuitar: (Slow, fading acoustic plucks...)Just echoes of the outside.Nowhere left to hide.Let it bleed out.Without a doubt.(Final tired, breathy exhale: "Haaah".) Dead silence.