

{bedroom foley
intro: mouse clicks, pen scratches,
match strike} {upright piano and wooden percussion enter softly} Waking up to
the weight of the day
Paper scattered, thoughts in disarray
Trying to find the words that feel true
Pen scratching out what I already knew
(soft hum)
{gentle
struggle
rhythm forming} The match strikes,
a spark in the quiet
Cigarette flick, smoke curling higher I’m done pretending,
this is my fight {build with cello and 808 tension} I own
this moment, every scar and line
No more hiding,
this heart is mine
Radical truth in the static and noise
Sovereign and steady, I make my choice
(yeah) {drop with full band and foley climax} Mechanical clicks mark the
passing time Another page turned in this quiet fight Words come slower
but they cut deeper
Building the rhythm from something weaker (haha soft laugh)
{organic integration
focus}
Stripping it back to the core of the sound
Just breath and the trying,
no more walls around
{breakdown with piano and foley only} I own this moment,
every scar and line No more hiding,
this heart is mine Radical truth in the static and noise
Sovereign and steady, I make my choice (ooh)
{full return with glitchy math-pop layers} Fading into the quiet again
But stronger now, this is the end {process
soundscape fade with foley echoes}