[Intro]-(Vocal Dynamic: Low Whisper, almost a spoken word. Emotion: Resignation. Technique: Very close-mic, dry tone, no reverb.) Here’s the truth I’m scared to say out loud.... I push people away, not because I don’t love them. But because I love them too much. My whole life taught me love was temporary, unsafe. My brain doesn't feel excitement. It feels danger. [Verse 1]-(Vocal Dynamic: Low, strong chest voice. Emotion: Confessional/Firmness. Technique: Rhythmic, almost monotone delivery, pushing the words through a tight jaw for texture, like heavy conversation.) That’s where the sabotage begins, where the fear steps in, I analyze every silence, waiting for the moment they tire. My heart starts grieving people still right in front of me, I pull away first, or get cold, or start a fight I don't mean for the pain. It's safer to destroy it myself than to wait for their break. Self-sabotage isn't cruelty, it’s a form of panic, The wounded child inside begs: "Don't break me again." [Pre-Chorus]-(Vocal Dynamic: Mid-low register, sustained. Emotion: Suppressed Tension/Frustration. Technique: Increase vocal texture/grit slightly, holding notes longer to build internal pressure, but maintaining volume.) I wasn't raised in softness, I learned to read danger in the pauses. So now when the room is calm, my chest just tightens. I'm exhausted living this way, holding my breath to survive, Waiting for the universe to remember it forgot to hurt me today. [Chorus]-(Vocal Dynamic: Fulles