Say What You Mean

heavy badass acid techno djent, powerful and beautiful, deep melodic bass groove, visceral hard hitting Moog bass and sub bass, nasty drum riffs with big bass drum kicks, technical, experimental, tight, gritty and acidic, growls, screams, gritty back ground vocals, tight technical electric guitar hooks and solo, chugs and palm mutes Lyrics by JuGi and SUNO (verse 1) Here we go again, Stuck between the staying and leaving, You bark, then grin, Expect me to catch your twisted meaning. (pre chorus) What in hell are we even doing here? You claimed me, I claimed you, Now this tired scene keeps rolling back again, (chorus) So say it straight, don’t pace around the room, Don’t leave your keys in the bowl and call it “cool,” I’m not your maybe, I’m not your late reply, If you want in, then say it with your whole chest this time. You keep one hand on the door, one on my sleeve, Like you’re halfway gone before you even leave, I’m done reading tea leaves from your half-smile blues, Say what you mean, or I’ll do it for you. (verse 2) Monday, your jacket on the back of my chair, Tuesday, you act like I’m not even there, Wednesday, you text me “you up?” at 2:13, Then Thursday you swear you didn’t mean a thing. I know your habits, I know your tells, The way you talk in circles, the way you ring the bell, I’m tired of the game when nobody wins, Same fight, same couch, same cracked-up grin. (pre chorus) What in hell are we even doing here? You claimed me, I claimed you, Now this tired scene keeps rolling back again, (chorus) So say it straight, don’t pace around the room, Don’t leave your keys in the bowl and call it “cool,” I’m not your maybe, I’m not your late reply, If you want in, then say it with your whole chest this time. You keep one hand on the door, one on my sleeve, Like you’re halfway gone before you even leave, I’m done reading tea leaves from your half-smile blues, Say what you mean, or I’ll do it for you. (bridge) Maybe we like the noise more than the truth, The almost-good, the push-and-pull of you, But I’m not built to live in every maybe you throw, Pick a side, or let me watch it go. (chorus) So say it straight, don’t pace around the room, Don’t leave your keys in the bowl and call it “cool,” I’m not your maybe, I’m not your late reply, If you want in, then say it with your whole chest this time. You keep one hand on the door, one on my sleeve, Like you’re halfway gone before you even leave, I’m done reading tea leaves from your half-smile blues, Say what you mean, or I’ll do it for you.