[Intro]
[distorted synth bass, mechanical drum beat, chopped vocal samples pitched as synth stabs]
[vocal chops stutter “fine / need / antidote” as percussive hits]

[Verse 1]
[spoken male vocals over filtered vocal-chop arps]
Stockholm syndrome from my basement window
Crawling under my skin
I ignored all the warnings
And turned my brain I was born with
I was born as
into something I don't recognize in the mirror anymore
But I'm fine
I'm fine, I promise Dad, I'm fine
I don't need any of this anymore, no
[growled vocals layered with distorted guitar “aaah” swells]
I'M FINE!

[Hook]
[chants built from crowd-style vocal samples, sidechained to the kick]
I don't need, I don't need, I don't need the antidote
(But it’s growing in my throat like a note I can’t choke)
I don't need, I don't need, I don't need the antidote
[Vocoder harmony answers: “Need it / bleed it / breathe it”]

[Chorus]
[distorted electric guitars enter, driving drums]
I'm on the brink, of the brink
Running dry when I bleed
And I know when I go they won't miss me
I kill, I kill to live for thrills
Screaming out a melody that I can't hear
I poison everything till it hurts and somehow that's your fault
That's your fault, not mine!

[Instrumental Break 1]
[guitars pull back; glitchy vocal chops become lead melody over halftime drums]
[reverse-reverb breaths swell into a distorted synth scream]

[Bridge]
[drums drop out, atmospheric synth pads made from time-stretched choir vocals]
[whispered vocals]
I didn't ask for this brain
I didn't ask for these shadows
I didn't ask to be wired wrong from the start
So don't tell me I need fixing
Don't you dare tell me I'm broken
[vocals build in intensity, gradually morphing into granular vocal-synth textures]
I don't need the antidote, no
I don't need your darkness growing within me
I don't need catharsis or your point of view
I don't need the antidote!
[screamed vocals doubled by screaming lead guitar]
I DON'T FUCKING NEED IT!

[Instrumental Break 2]
[full-band drop: only drums, bass, and chopped screams sequenced like a synth lead]
[call-and-response between real guitar riff and vocoder “guitar” made from humming]

[Hook]
[chants return, louder, with drum & bass groove]
I don't need, I don't need, I don't need the antidote
(But it’s humming in my bones like a song I can’t stop)
I don't need, I don't need, I don't need the antidote
[Vocoder harmony answers: “Want it / hate it / taste it”]

[Outro]
[heavy industrial percussion, feedback, decaying vocoder drones]
I'm down and out, I'm down and out, I'm down and out
But maybe, maybe if I just try harder, sleep better, think different, love more
Maybe if I just hold it together for one more day
One more week, one more month of white-knuckling through
I can beat this on my own
I can beat this without help
I can beat this if you just give me
Just give me one more chance
Just one, JUST ONE MORE CHANCE!
[sobbing vocalizations warped into distant pad-like chords]
I don't need the antidote
I don't need it, I don't want it
I don't need it, I don't want it, I don't want to need it
I don't need your darkness, I don't need anything
But I can't hold this in forever
I have to let go, I have to give in, I have to be whole
I can't just keep doing this
Help me, I'm not fine
I can't live like this
I need the antidote, I need the pills
I know that, but I don't want to need them
I don't want to do this, I wish I was fine
And I know that people love me, and I know that they care
It's just so hard, it's so fucking hard to keep going
I'm sorry, goodbye
[last dry spoken word “goodbye” echoes into a chopped, glitching vocal loop that fades out]