Paper Cup Storm

[Verse 1]
I woke up tired
With my mind half-dressed
Bills on the table
And a weight in my chest
You ask how I’m doing
I say “fine” too fast
Then I laugh real loud
So you won’t ask back
[Pre-Chorus]
But the room keeps spinning
Slow and mean
I’m standing here
Not feeling seen
If I fall apart
Stay close to me
Say my name
Say it gently
[Chorus]
Hold me down, hold me down
(hold me down)
I’m a paper cup storm
Still making sound
Hold me down, hold me down
(don’t let go)
I’m not broken forever
Just bent real low
[Verse 2]
Some days I’m ice
Some days I’m flame
Same old face
But it don’t feel the same
I hide in jokes
I bite my tongue
Carry that rain
Where nobody looks
[Pre-Chorus]
But the room keeps spinning
Slow and mean
I’m standing here
Not feeling seen
If I fall apart
Stay close to me
Say my name
Say it gently
[Chorus]
Hold me down, hold me down
(hold me down)
I’m a paper cup storm
Still making sound
Hold me down, hold me down
(don’t let go)
I’m not broken forever
Just bent real low
[Bridge]
[Violin lifts over piano]
Don’t call me weak
For the days I’m gone
I’m learning to breathe
When the dark gets long
Hands on the rail
Feet on the ground
One more morning
I’m still around
[Chorus]
Hold me down, hold me down
(hold me down)
I’m a paper cup storm
Still making sound
Hold me down, hold me down
(don’t let go)
I’m not broken forever
Just bent real low
Hold me down
(hold me down)

Trap-pop and R&B-soul-pop fusion with swung half-time drums, moody minor-key keys, and bluesy chord turns; verses stay sparse with sub pulse and cracked piano, pre-chorus opens into stacked harmonies and rising tension, chorus lands on big soulful hooks. Bridge strips to close piano with violin replies, then harmonica, sax, and piano solos trade lines. Close-mic lead, doubled hooks, airy ad-libs, glossy and dusty mix., pop, saxophone, chicago blues, soul