130-135 BPM Pirate Radio Dub, underground pirate radio vibe. DJ turntable, pitched-up instrumental house loops, sampler triggered glass breaking, synthesizer shaped deep bassline, live jungle style MC vocals)
[Intro – Group whisper]
Act normal.
Act average.
Use the elevator.
Don’t touch the cameras.
[Verse 1 – Male]
Twenty-third floor, nobody bought.
Model suite couch and a parking spot.
Plastic plant in a room with a view.
Six fake tenants and a kettle for two.
We don’t live here.
We just blend.
Same grey hoodie.
Same pretend.
[Female Response]
Smile at the mirror.
Wave at the guard.
Carry one grocery bag.
Look tired, not hard.
[Chorus – Both]
Unsold condo floor,
average as a crime.
Everybody quiet,
everybody on time.
Unsold condo floor,
don’t look rich, don’t run.
If they ask, we’re all named Kyle
and we’re waiting for the sun.
[Verse 2 – Male]
Unit 2304 stores the gear.
2305 keeps the fridge with beer.
2306 has the sink we use.
2307 has the stolen shoes.
We rotate laundry.
We rotate names.
We rotate passwords
and balcony games.
[Pre – Female]
Don’t be charming.
Don’t be strange.
Normal people
never change.
[Chorus – Both]
Unsold condo floor,
average as a crime.
Everybody quiet,
everybody on time.
Unsold condo floor,
don’t look rich, don’t run.
If they ask, we’re all named Kyle
and we’re waiting for the sun.
[Bridge – Deep Male]
The city built rooms
for money to sleep.
We moved in quiet
and learned not to keep.
[Female]
Empty glass tower.
Full little lies.
One floor blinking
with raccoon eyes.
[Drop – Group chant]
Act normal.
Walk slower.
Hold coffee.
Look lower.
[Final Chorus – Both]
Unsold condo floor,
average as a crime.
Everybody quiet,
everybody on time.
Unsold condo floor,
don’t look rich, don’t run.
If they ask, we’re all named Kyle
and we’re waiting for the sun.
[Outro – Elevator voice]
Twenty-third floor.
[Female whisper]
No one lives here.
[Male whisper]
Exactly.
ASDFd