**Dark Blues Trap — 35 BPM**
*(Funeral-paced, low and heavy. Think cracked blues guitar under a sparse 808 that hits like a slow heartbeat in the dirt.)*
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**[Intro – spoken, almost whispered over a distant slide guitar]**
You’re finished…
You say you don’t know what else to do.
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**[Verse 1]**
Call me crazy
That’s the way my mama made me
Slammed that damn door in my face
Too many times, booboo
I ain’t the one still standin’ there waitin’
I already walked through the fire you lit
Let me tell you
It ain’t the earth that quakes so hard this time
It’s the devil himself
He knows you so well
You’re a snake
Wrapped around the shoulders
Of the one still draggin’ me through hell
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**[Chorus]**
Pick and poke all you want
I told you
You ain’t gettin’ in this bubble, no babe
Don’t you think it’s the victim you play
You flip it around
Put me out on display
At the right timing that suits you
You’re finished…
And the silence is louder than anything you ever said.
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**[Verse 2]**
You keep comin’ back with the same soft voice
Like the door never closed
Like the bruises never spoke
But I remember every slam
Every time you left me outside
Lookin’ crazy in the dark
Snake on the shoulders
Smile on the face
You know exactly where the soft spots are
And you press
Just enough to make me bleed pretty
Just enough to look like the one who’s hurt
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**[Chorus]**
Pick and poke all you want
I told you
You ain’t gettin’ in this bubble, no babe
Don’t you think it’s the victim you play
You flip it around
Put me out on display
At the right timing that suits you
You’re finished…
I’m not openin’ that door again.
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**[Bridge – slower, almost a blues moan]**
Mama made me this way
Hard to the touch
Soft only on the inside
Where you never earned the right to reach
You can call it crazy
I call it survival
And the devil already knows your name
So I don’t have to say it twice
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**[Outro – fading, voice low and final]**
You’re finished…
You say you don’t know what else to do.
I do.
I close the bubble.
And I leave you outside.
Ashonedge
