[INTRO]
[A cold, isolated piano plays a lonely, two-note progression. Underneath, a frantic, clicking rimshot mimics a racing heartbeat. The vocal is highly filtered, sounding dry and uncomfortably close to the listener's ear.]
[VERSE 1]
The gravity's gone, but the pressure remains,
A chemical sickness inside of my veins.
The room starts to spin, and the temperature drops,
The clock keeps on ticking, but everything stops.
I’m reaching for static, I’m chasing the ghost,
The things that destroy me are what I need most.
[CHORUS]
[The production glitches out. Hyper-active, rolling hi-hats pan aggressively from left to right. Pitch-bending synths sound like a system failing. The vocals become heavily layered, desperate, and manic.]
Cold sweat, sharp pain,
Driving myself completely insane!I’m shaking, I’m breaking, I’m burning alive,
Without your infection, I cannot survive!
Give me the poison, or give me the cure,
I never have felt so disgusting and pure!
[A glitching vocal stutter]
W-W-Withdrawal...
[VERSE 2]
[The heavy elements pull back, leaving just the hollow, pulsing heartbeat sub-bass. The vocals are delivered in a fast, breathless, paranoid whisper.]
My fingernails scratching the metal and stone,
I’m crowded with memories, utterly alone.
The phantom vibration, the phantom embrace,
I look in the mirror and spit at my face.
A beautiful sickness, a sacred disease,
You brought me to life just to bring me to knees.
[BUILD-UP]
[The nervous heartbeat rhythm accelerates rapidly. Gasping breath samples are chopped and layered into the percussion. The synths warp and distort.]
It’s under my skin.
It’s under my skin.
It’s under my skin, let the horror begin!
[Vocals pitch down into a demonic register]
Let it begin...
[CHORUS]
[Full glitch-trap energy hits. The bass pulses violently, and digital clipping artifacts tear through the mix.]
Cold sweat, sharp pain,
Driving myself completely insane!I’m shaking, I’m breaking, I’m burning alive,
Without your infection, I cannot survive!
Give me the poison, or give me the cure,
I never have felt so disgusting and pure!
[OUTRO]
[The instruments collapse into pure digital static. The frantic clicking slows down dramatically, stumbling over itself.]
[Vocal layers tear apart, scattering across the stereo field]
I’m shaking...
I’m breaking...
[A final gasping intake of breath, cut short by the harsh sound of a white noise explosion]