Thorn 2

[negative space between phrases]
[vocals forward]
[INTRO — raw, almost spoken, dry beat underneath]
Why can't you make this easier What do you even want from me I really thought we were over this But there it is again

[VERSE 1 — edgy, conversational, slight attitude]
This thorn in my side Still as prickly as ever I've been running past you Pretending you're not there
So this time I turn and look Ask you — what's up And immediately it starts Same old story, same old wound Round and round we go
Little fucker

[PRE-CHORUS — building, wry and self-aware]
Someone inside me says Can't we just surrender Didn't we already settle this All of me said yes Integration or bust

[CHORUS — DROP, wide and driving, emotional punch]
But surrender doesn't mean disappear A thorn unexamined cuts deeper You can't avoid the pain For fear of falling in You need your anchor Something that holds While you finally look

[VERSE 2 — more vulnerable, the attitude softening]
The pain is real You can't just declare yourself finished Can't command it to dissolve Because you read the right books
Pain doesn't leave Because you've become spiritual It leaves because it was finally Finally allowed to exist
A knot behind the sternum A fist you forgot you were making All the tears you were too brave to cry All the oceans you were too hopeful To admit were inside

[PRE-CHORUS]
That's energy And energy doesn't disappear Just because you'd rather not feel it It lodges It waits

[CHORUS — DROP]
But surrender doesn't mean disappear A thorn unexamined cuts deeper You can't avoid the pain For fear of falling in You need your anchor Something that holds While you finally look

[BRIDGE — stripped, almost a whisper, then building hard]
Eventually you have to feel it And yes — it can hurt like hell But it moves
(pause)
Surrender is not a passive verb It's the bravest thing
You turn You face it You let it pierce the story That you were over it

[FINAL CHORUS — full drop, triumphant, released]
And surrender doesn't mean disappear The thorn has finally lost its job Not because you defeated it Because you listenedYou listened You held steady And you looked

[OUTRO — warm dissolve, a little defiant, a little tender]
Little fucker Thank you
I'm listening now

Experimental, downtempo electronic, playful syncopation, exciting drop beats, surprising lifts. Indie-pop, Female vocals