Turned Tables (The Aftermath)

​Style: Dark R&B, Moody Soul, Atmospheric, Slow Jam, Female Vocals, Deep Bass, SZA Vibe
​(Intro)
[Sound of a deep, vibrating bass line. Very spacious and empty. A lighter flickers.]
(Spoken, whisper, close to mic:)
I look around the room...
And I just feel distaste.
How did we get here?
​(Verse 1)
[Beat enters - Slow, snapping trap beat.]
Turned tables... scattered 'cross the room.
Something transpired here, felt like impending doom.
An act of pure anger.
(So much anger...)
Aggression... Helplessness... Danger.
I look around the room with distaste in my mouth.
Swallowing each regret... before it heads south.
(Swallow it down, girl...)
​(Chorus)
[Harmonies are layered and haunting. Vocals get airy.]
TURNED TABLES.
I can only do so much.
Heading towards the right direction, but I'm losing my touch.
And all I can think is how I'm constantly FAILING.
Constantly FALLING.
(Falling down...)
Failing at the one thing I definitely am.
But yet I continue to do it on my own.
​(Verse 2)
[Groove deepens. Smooth but sad.]
Swallow the bitterness...
Drowning in the loneliness.
(God, it's lonely here.)
Begging for encouragement...
Trapped inside this heavy mess.
They say tomorrow is a brand new slate.
(But I hate to wait...)
Waiting for the tables to stand upright.
So I forgive... and I forget...
And I survive the night.
​(Bridge)
[Music strips back to just the bass and a heartbeat sound.]
I wanna do right.
(I wanna do right by you.)
But I'm stuck in the fight.
(Stuck in the fight with you.)
Turn the tables back around.
Pick my heart up off the ground.
(Pick it up...)
​(Final Chorus)
[Vocals get stronger, more soulful/belting ad-libs.]
TURNED TABLES.
I can only do so much.
And all I can think is how I'm constantly FAILING.
Constantly FALLING.
But tomorrow...
Yeah, tomorrow...
We rise again.
​(Outro)
[Music fades with a deep echo and reverb.]
Forgive.
Forget.
Live on.
(Whisper:)
Turn the tables.

Dark R&B, Moody Soul, Atmospheric, Slow Jam, Female Vocals, Emotional, Regretful, Deep Bass, SZ@ Vibe