Lyrics
(Intro) YoMar! (A slow, pitched-down vocal sample loops in the background. The beat drops with a heavy, distorted 808 bass.) Background: (Falling... I'm falling... through the floor...) Lead (Spoken): It’s funny how the silence gets louder when I’m actually doing well. You know? (Verse 1) I’m over-analyzing texts from three winters ago, Trying to find the moment that we lost the flow. You were my religion, now I’m just an atheist, Counting up the ways that I stayed the faithfullest. I’m buying art pieces just to fill the empty space, But no canvas in the world can replicate your face. It’s a luxury sorrow, crying in a silk robe, Searching for a signal across the whole globe. (Pre-Chorus) Lead: You moved on to a sequel, I’m stuck on the prologue, Background: (Stuck in the past...) Lead: Walking through the memory like it’s heavy smog. Background: (Can’t make it last...) (Chorus) Lead: It’s a unique kind of weight that I’m carrying, Background: (Heavy on me...) Lead: To the idea of "us" is what I’m marrying. Background: (Set me free...) Lead: You’re the only ghost that I ever want to see, Living in the spaces where the oxygen used to be. Background: (Breathe... just breathe...) (Verse 2) I heard you’re downtown, I heard you’re doing fine, I heard you’re drinking labels that we used to call "mine." I’m checking the weather in the city where you moved, Got a lot to say, but nothing left to prove. You were the anchor, but you turned into the storm, Keeping me cold while you’re keeping someone warm. I’m building a monument out of things you left behind, Just a localized madness inside of my mind. (Bridge) Lead: We were a masterpiece that someone went and blurred, Background: (Everything’s blurry...) Lead: Now "I love you" is just a haunted word. Background: (No need to hurry...) Lead: It’s a glass house and I’m holding all the stones, Chilling me right down to the marrow in my bones. (Outro) Lead: Yeah... it’s the way you don’t even call. Background: (Silence is loud...) Lead: That’s the most unique part of it all. Background: (Lost in the crowd...) Lead: Just another late night. Just another "almost." (The 808 bass cuts out, leaving only the pitched-down vocal sample fading into static.)