[Intro]Out out out…. Out ….nowClear the lineNowFreeYour Free Your. Free your mind free your mind your your your yourCan youCan youYou hear that?THE CIRTCUITS ARE FLOODING!BREATHE![Intro Accent]Are you ready?!?(Sound of a fast, erratic analog clock ticking • Heavy, rapid chest-breathing • A low, ominous electric guitar hum)mmmhmmm… that’s it.The air is thinning out in this room. Yeah, dats me.The lyrical master translating the panic on the grid...Say the name.Silent Overtime(The Energy Match)[Verse 1] (Rap Vocal - Fast, breathless, tense delivery over a racing, minimalist hi-hat)[Clock Tick] – [Kick] – [Anxious Guitar Pluck] – [Snare]When you’re on the clock, the silence makes sense to my brainBut the shift in the schedule is driving me insaneYou’re off the hook, off the floor, got the time in your handYet the communication drops right into the sandI’m sitting in the quiet while my processor spinsCalculating exactly where the distance beginsIs it a control thing? Am I trapped in my head?Mapping out the metrics of the words left unsaidBorderline panic rolling deep in my chestWhile you’re coasting along, completely at restYeah, dats me, the one decoding the gapCaught inside the wires of a ghost-town map.[Pre-Chorus] (Tension Build-up • Double-time snare rolls • Industrial synth bass swells)I match your energy.I match your stride.Now you finally noticeThe storm that I hide.[Chorus] (Loud, Direct Vocal - Explosive, cathartic rock-metal release • Crushing guitar walls)Oh, I’m holding back a panic in the dead of the night!Managing the friction while you're out of my sight, yeah dats me!I got the logic in my marrow and the freeze in my soul, say the name.I shouldn't have to shrink just to keep our gravity whole!Yeah, you only see the pattern when I turn down my lightLeaving me to battle with the shadows tonight!(Say the name...)(Say the name...)[Verse 2] (Beat drops to a grinding, slow halftime industrial trap rhythm)[Thump] – [Metallic Snare]Funny how it works when I mimic your pace.Suddenly you're looking for my ghost in the space.No anxiety for you when I’m carrying the weightBut my internal circuits are beginning to grateI offered you a genius love, focused and deepBut I’m hyper-ventilating while you're fast asleepI see the micro-expressions of your sudden concernOnly when the tables and the energies turn.[Pre-Chorus] (Tension peaks • Ear-piercing guitar harmonics • Rapid-fire bass drums)I match your energy.I match your stride.Now you finally noticeThe storm that I hide![Chorus] (Full-throttle industrial-metal explosion • Absolute maximum volume and emotional release)Oh, I’m holding back a panic in the dead of the night!Managing the friction while you're out of my sight, yeah dats me!I got the logic in my marrow and the freeze in my soul, say the name.I shouldn't have to shrink just to keep our gravity whole!Yeah, you only see the pattern when I turn down my lightLeaving me to battle with the shadows of your ghost… yeah dats me…(sigh)
GrizzlyJones