Black & Blue

(Cold, dripping reverb effect. A slow, haunting reese bass starts to glide beneath a distant, melancholic pan flute melody. A snapping electronic rimshot hits strictly on beat 3.)

(Softly, echoing) The daylight...

The damage.

The bruise.

(The drums remain minimal with just a snapping rimshot and a slow, atmospheric 808 kick. The vocals are delivered in a low, exhausted register)

The air is cooling down, the smoke begins to clear

The heavy silence settles in the room when you are near

I’m looking at my clothes scattered on the wooden floor

And wondering who I'll be when I walk out of your door

He gives me steady warmth, a comfortable light

But you give me the storm that I surrender to at night

He is the open sky, safe and clear and true

But you’re the midnight bruise... yeah, you’re the black and blue.

(The beat drops into a massive, sweeping Wave style. High-pitched, emotional reese basses glide across chords. The percussion shifts to a heavy trap snare wrapped in immense reverb.)

‘Cause he’s the daylight, but you’re the black and blue

I look into the mirror and I’m looking right through you

A beautiful affliction that I never want to heal

The only painful thing that makes me feel like I am real

Yeah, you’re my midnight canvas, colors bleeding through

He’s the daylight...But I’m wrapped in black and blue.

(The sweeping wave basses fade into a muffled, low-pass state. A crisp, ticking hi-hat roll keeps the half-time 140 BPM groove going.)

I’m tracing out the marks that nobody can see

The psychological dynamic that you left on me

With him it’s uncomplicated, everything is plain

But I am running back to you to feel the lightning train

I know it isn't healthy, know it isn't right

To let you paint my spirit in the shadows of the night

But daylight is too blinding, daylight is too cold

I’d rather have the damage that your heavy hands can hold.

(The soaring, emotional Wave drop returns with maximum intensity. Glitched, crying vocal chops wrap around the gliding bass melodies.)

‘Cause he’s the daylight, but you’re the black and blue

I look into the mirror and I’m looking right through you

A beautiful affliction that I never want to heal

The only painful thing that makes me feel like I am real

Yeah, you’re my midnight canvas, colors bleeding through

He’s the daylight...But I’m wrapped in black and blue.

(The percussion stops entirely. A cold, distorted electric guitar plucks out a tragic, repeating melody.)

The colors are shifting, they’re starting to fade

Standing in the wreckage of the choices I made

Yellow turns to purple, purple turns to grey

How am I supposed to wash this feeling all away?

(The sub-bass begins to pulse at a rapid, heartbeat pace, building final tension)

The sun is waking up...The night is running out...

(The vocals fade into a distant whisper.)

Black and blue.

The daylight’s coming for us.

Black and blue