[Intro – atmospheric, Tool-style: clean delayed guitar arpeggios in 7/8, distant tribal percussion, low rumbling bass, building tension like “Lateralus” intro] (whispered, half-spoken like Maynard layered with Doobie’s nasal raw tone) I’m havin’ enough… it’s just too much… Stressin’… killin’ me slow… [Verse 1 – Doobie flow: mid-tempo melodic rap over crunching prog-metal riff in shifting 6/8 to 4/4, heavy palm-muted guitars, subtle polyrhythms on drums] I’m havin’ enough, it’s just too much Stressin’ heavy, swear it’s gonna end me Worried ‘bout losin’ this or that—really, it’s no issue Ain’t no excuse, but I’m losin’ my own clarity See, I can’t be the vessel good enough for you Wonder why I even open my mouth at all You put all my negative thoughts on pause Second you gone, every light inside dies too [Pre-Chorus – building, Tool dynamics: guitars swell with volume swells, hi-hat rolls in odd meter] Darkness used to creep me out, now it feels like home Scared of what I could touch, what I could feel right in front of me Been on this same damn spiral track again Heavin’ thoughts that choke and beguile me Facts written in datasets—ain’t no denyin’ it [Chorus – Doobie x Tool hybrid: Doobie’s raw screamed-sung hook over massive Tool-style wall of sound—distorted 7-string riffs, polyrhythmic drums, layered vocals (clean soaring + gritty rap ad-libs)] I’m breakin’, I’m breakin’, can’t you see? Light leaves when you leave, darkness swallows me Can’t be the one you need, can’t even breathe Grunge in my veins, metal in my scream Too much, too much, it’s killin’ me You’re the only pause in my misery [Verse 2 – faster Doobie rap flow, aggressive like his nu-metal tracks, over churning prog riff with bass slides and Danny Carey-style polyrhythms] I talk just to fill the silence, then hate every word Negative loops on repeat, vision blurred You walk in, whole world gets color again You walk out, black and white, back in the pain Afraid of my own hands, afraid of the real What if I reach and it all falls through the steel? Heavin’ these thoughts like bricks in my chest Datasets don’t lie—man, I’m a certified mess [Bridge – pure Tool atmosphere: clean picked guitars in odd time (5/4 → 7/8), whispered layered vocals building to explosion, no drums until final bar] (soft, vulnerable Doobie singing) No issue… no issue… But I’m slippin’… slippin’… Can’t be your vessel, can’t even hold myself together When the light leaves… (heavy drop, full band crashes in) I’m already gone [Chorus – massive, extended Tool-style: double length, huge dynamic build with guitar solo layers, screamed Maynard-esque highs mixed with Doobie’s raw yell-rap] I’m breakin’, I’m breakin’, can’t you see?! Light leaves when you leave, darkness swallows me Can’t be the one you need, can’t even breathe Grunge in my veins, metal in my scream Too much, too much, it’s killin’ me You’re the only pause

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