Rain Against Glass

{soft, slightly detuned piano riff and the sound of a deep,

steady exhale} [Verse 1] Double vision,

amplifying everything he isn't Je m'ennuie,

boredom is a heavy presence,

listen It’s not your fault,

c'est ma condition, my own design

If I move out this year,

will the slipping start to align?

{Add a subtle delay to "commitment"} Peur de l'engagement,

scared of the way the floor falls Something is missing,

derrière ces quatre murs,

these empty halls.

Spiraling is miserable, je devrais rentrer chez moi But why is it

so difficult, pourquoi c’est si dur pour moi?

I hope I wake up invisible,

someone no one knows I guess I’m just difficult,

the way the feeling grows

{Layered harmonies, soft and haunting} Difficult,

si difficile, ghost of the things I never had.

To name this feeling,

a hundred thousand years of grief For things I never touched,

le deuil d'une ombre,

my relief

Therapist on the weekend,

reliving every single mistake

I hated how we left it,

the silence in the wake {Rapid-fire vocal chop on "colored you blue"}

Where did you run to?

Qu'est-ce que j'ai dit?

The color of the blue,

the cost of being me.

Drinking, staying up late,

reliving the bad decisions.

I thought the ranting would fix the divisions.

{Whisper, very close-mic} I'm just difficult.

Je suis trop

difficile.

100% Tiguidou.

The spiral is a cycle.

I’m just difficult.

{End with the piano fading out and the

sound

of a

single

door closing

softly}