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Four Thousand Meters Down
(Verse 1)
Traded the sunlight for this viewport gleam
Living out some deep-pressure fever dream
You said you loved it when we take it slow
Testing the limits of how far we can go
We map the canyons of a silent war
And keep on diving for the ocean floor
(Pre-Chorus)
I hear the hull start groaning a complaint
Underneath a careful coat of paint
Your hand is steady, driving through the dark
Chasing the thrill of a single dying spark
But every rivet starts to sing a lie
We're playing god with going too deep to survive
(Chorus)
And oh, the beautiful crush
It comes in a millisecond rush
This little vessel wasn't tough enough
Four thousand meters down
The dark just holds its breath
A perfect, sudden, weightless death
Yeah, love that’s built for shallows just gets swept
Four thousand meters down
(Verse 2)
Share a single jacket, breathin’ recycled air
Act like we didn’t see that hairline tear
You trace the blueprints on the foggy glass
Swore that the framework of our promise would last
We check the gauges, watch the needles bend
Actively steering towards the violent end
(Pre-Chorus)
I hear the hull start groaning a complaint
A fragile vessel showing every restraint
Your hand is steady, driving through the dark
Chasing the thrill of a single dying spark
And every rivet sings its final lie
We were playing god, we were too deep to survive
(Chorus)
And oh, the beautiful crush
It comes in a millisecond rush
This little vessel wasn't tough enough
Four thousand meters down
The dark just holds its breath
A perfect, sudden, weightless death
Yeah, love that’s built for shallows just gets swept
Four thousand meters down
(Bridge)
We came to find a wreck, became the wreck instead
A headline written in unspoken red
No time for shock, no time for final pleas
Just scattered pieces for the dark to seize
The searchlights will come looking for the frame
But they will only ever speak my name
(Chorus)
And oh, the beautiful crush
It came in a millisecond rush
This little vessel wasn't tough enough
Four thousand meters down
The dark just holds its breath
Our perfect, sudden, weightless death
Yeah, love that’s built for shallows just gets swept
Four thousand meters down
(Outro)
Just somber searching...
A slow descent...
Picking through the rust... for what we meant...
Down...
Four thousand meters down...
About The Song
"Four Thousand Meters Down" uses the tragic story of the OceanGate submersible's catastrophic implosion as a powerful metaphor for a relationship reaching its breaking point. The song isn't about the event itself, but about the human experience of being in a situation—a love affair, a partnership—that is descending into emotional depths it was never designed to withstand. The external, immense pressure of the deep sea is repurposed as the internal, unbearable pressure of unspoken truths and fatal flaws in the relationship. The “catastrophic implosion” becomes the sudden, final, and unfixable end that arrives “in a millisecond rush” after a long period of ignoring the warning signs (the “hairline tear,” the “groaning hull”). The song's intimate, minimalist musical style, inspired by the likes of Billie Eilish, creates a claustrophobic, tense atmosphere, focusing on the dreadful quiet *before* the disaster, rather than the loud chaos of it. It’s a story of actively pursuing an end, mistaking recklessness for romance, until the inevitable collapse.
Production Notes
Vocals: Main vocal should be recorded with a close-mic technique (Neumann U87 or similar) to capture every breath and subtle intonation. Delivery should be intimate, almost resigned, with a sense of hushed dread. Minimal pitch correction. Create layered, whisper-track harmonies in the chorus to give it an eerie, internal-monologue feel.
Instrumentation: The track is built on a deep, resonant Moog-style sub-bass playing a simple, heartbeat-like pattern (think sonar ping). The drums should be sparse and tight—a thudding kick, a sharp cross-stick snare, and a closed hi-hat with a trip-hop groove. Add a detuned, warbling synth pad very low in the mix to create unease.
Arrangement: Keep it minimalist. The verses should feel exposed, mostly vocal and bass. The chorus expands slightly with the harmony layers and a simple, descending synth pluck melody. The bridge should strip back to just vocal and a filtered pad, creating a moment of weightlessness before the final chorus hits.
Mix Automation: Automate a subtle low-pass filter across the whole mix during the pre-chorus to create a sense of increasing pressure and being submerged. Use reverse reverb swells leading into the chorus to build tension. The final outro should slowly filter down, with the bass becoming the last element you hear before silence.
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