Wish not woods

Title: The Wish-Not Woods
Style: Gritty Alternative / Sludge Rock
Mood: Paranoid, heavy, and claustrophobic
(Intro)
(A low, distorted bass line starts alone, pulsing like a nervous heartbeat. A guitar feedback squeal fades in.)
(Verse 1)
Stumble through the high grass, eyes like shattered glass
The daylight’s just a spotlight on a life that didn’t last
Crooked people and sketchy needles
Can really fuck up your life and your veins
While the sky turns the color of a bruise
And the clouds are leaking chemical rain.
(Chorus)
Wash it up with coke cut with novocaine
Numb the heart just to silence the brain
Down where the roots are twisted and black
You’re walking a line that don’t lead back
In the hollows... in the deep...
Where the promises go to sleep.
(Verse 2)
(Guitar kicks into a jagged, rhythmic scrape)
Listen to the branches, listen to the floor
You can’t remember what you’re even looking for
The noises in the woods are getting louder now
Tracing the sweat-beads on a fevered brow
Caught in the friction of the "could have been"
Between the needle and the original sin.
(Bridge)
(Music drops to a whisper, just a haunting, clean guitar melody)
The other way of the wish-nots
And the have-shoulds
A tally of the ghosts
In the neighborhoods of the "no-goods."
(Suddenly explosive and loud)
I said the wish-nots!
The have-shoulds!
We’re just splinters in the wood!
(Guitar Solo)
(Dirty, bluesy, and frantic—lots of bends and dissonant notes)
(Chorus)
Wash it up with coke cut with novocaine
Numb the heart just to silence the brain
Down where the roots are twisted and black
You’re walking a line that don’t lead back.
(Outro)
The noises in the woods...
(The have-shoulds...)
The noises in the woods...
(The wish-nots...)
Wash it up.

The song ends on a final, vibrating low E string that rings out until it hums to static.) starts with dark piano  violin