How Many Times Do I Have to Say Goodbye

[INTRO]
(Feedback squeals for twenty seconds before a massive, distorted bass line enters. The drums hit like a sledgehammer hitting a wet concrete floor—slow, resonant, and punishing.)
[VERSE 1]
(Vocals are a guttural, throat-tearing rasp)
The air is... lead...
I’m breathing in the rust.
Every promise we ever made
Is settling into the dust.
I watch the clock, but the hands don’t move,
They’re rusted to the bone.
I’m screaming in a crowded room,
But I’ve never been more... alone.
[CHORUS]
(Guitars open up into a wall of fuzz; the sound is suffocating)
HOW MANY TIMES...
DO I HAVE TO SAY GOODBYE?
Before the dirt fills up my mouth?
Before the well runs dry?
It’s a long... slow... crawl...
To the bottom of the pit.
I’m sick of the cycle,
I’m fucking... sick of it.
[VERSE 2]
(Drums drop out, leaving only a low, vibrating drone and a clean, eerie guitar melody)
Your shadow’s burned into the wall,
A permanent stain of regret.
I’m trying to cut the anchor loose,
But I haven't survived you yet.
(Drums explode back in with a sudden crash)
The floorboards are rotting!
The ceiling is caving in!
I can’t tell where your lies end...
And where my... hate... begins!
[BRIDGE]
(Tempo slows down even further. Every beat feels like an eternity.)
Leave.
Stay.
Rot.
Decay.
(Repeat 4x, building into a manic, feedback-drenched scream)
JUST GO!
[OUTRO]
(The riff becomes a repetitive, hypnotic stomp. The vocalist sounds like they are physically collapsing.)
How many times...
How many times...
Say it again...
Say it until...
There’s nothing...
Left...
To...
Kill

40 BPM, Drop F, feedback, distorted bass, raw, abrasive, sludge, male