Lines on Licence

{subdued emotional synth chord loop} {distant,

muffled drum break} (yeah)

(it's over now, right?) (mhhmmm)

I'm packing up the boxes in the hall

Leaving shadows on a naked wall

And every single memory we made Is starting now to slowly drift

and fade {soaring vocal line with warm plate reverb} We tried to

paint a picture but the colors ran I guess we built a

castle in the shifting sand You block my number,

write me off the guest list But memory is something that you

can't resist Now I am walking down the avenue alone at night

Without your hand to hold to make the path feel right

{tight dry rap flow,

heavy MPC kick} And it hurts to know you're doing fine

Crossing out your name,

erasing every line {snare rolls building tension} {low-pass filter opening up} I'm

packing up the boxes in the hall

Leaving shadows on a naked wall

And every single memory we made Is starting now to slowly drift

and fade {soaring vocal line with warm plate reverb} I see your

sweater in the corner of the room A tiny relic of a

love that met its doom We used to talk about the future,

now we never speak

The silence in this empty house is making me feel weak

(so weak, yeah)

I hope you find the things you wanted that I couldn't give

I'm learning how to pack my bags and learn to live {melancholic

rap flow, sparse drums} I'm packing up the boxes in the hall

Leaving shadows on a naked wall

And every single memory we made Is starting now to slowly drift

and fade {soaring vocal line with warm plate reverb} (just a shadow...)

(letting go now) {drums drop out completely} {slowly fading electric

piano

chords} {vinyl crackle

to silence}