Pre-Chorus Pressure nests behind the rib, a small revolt rehearsed Edges sharpen in the dark, teeth waiting to be burst
Breakdown (instrumental; mechanized percussion, ascending synths) pure onyx crack full
Verse 2 Mirrors keep their secrets tucked inside the gilded seam Fingers trace the fracture like an omen or a scheme Neon prophets in the glass predict a flawless fall We trade our careful breathing for the spectacle of all Pre-Chorus Pressure nests behind the rib, a small