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Your Kind Of Fever
(Verse 1)
I was a clean room, a protocol
A fortress sealed from skin to soul
Folded up the warnings that my friends all tried to send
Thought I had the antidote for how this story ends
Practiced all the leaving words, knew 'em all by heart
'Til you came walking through my veins and tore the script apart
(Pre-Chorus)
And I fought it, God, you know I tried to fight
Burned your letters in the pale moonlight
But my immune system learned your name, it started callin' out
Surrendered every battlefield without a single shout
(Chorus)
This is your kind of fever, burning through the cure
A sickness so specific, no one’s felt before
My doctors gave up writing scripts, they just look at me with pity
You're a super-strain of heartbreak that's rewriting this whole city
I built my walls so high and you learned how to breathe the stone
'Cause baby, what you give me, it won’t leave me alone
(Verse 2)
My past loves were a common cold, a season's brief affair
A simple dose of distance was enough to clear the air
I'd diagnose the symptoms and I'd sterilize the space
But you colonized my reason, left no memory to erase
You wear my every weakness like it’s your designer brand
Took the logic that I live by and crushed it in your hand
(Pre-Chorus)
And I fought it, swore I’d learn my lesson now
Practiced forgetting but I don't know how
'Cause my immune system learned your name, and now it stands on guard
Protecting your infection, making healing twice as hard
(Chorus)
This is your kind of fever, burning through the cure
A sickness so specific, no one’s felt before
My doctors gave up writing scripts, they just look at me with pity
You're a super-strain of heartbreak that's rewriting this whole city
I built my walls so high and you learned how to breathe the stone
'Cause baby, what you give me, it won’t leave me alone
(Bridge)
I sent my best soldiers in, they came back on your side
Said they'd rather hold this feeling than hold on to my pride
Every remedy I reach for now feels like a compromise
There's a truce signed in the damage I see reflected in my eyes
Yeah, a truce signed in the damage... and I’m breaking every term...
(Chorus - Outro)
This is your kind of fever, burning through the cure
A beautiful new damage, and I know I want some more
The doctors quit, they packed their bags, and left me in this city
Guess I’m the first and only case... ain’t that a goddamn pity
I built my walls for nothing... now I’m breathing in the stone
Yeah, baby, what you give me... is the only home I've known
It won't leave me alone...
About The Song
"Your Kind Of Fever" uses the alarming public health news about antibiotic-resistant 'super-strains' as a powerful metaphor for a love that defies all emotional defenses. Drawing from the raw, soulful dynamics of artists like Teddy Swims, the song portrays a protagonist who was once emotionally fortified and in control. However, they encounter a person who represents a 'super-strain' of love—so unique and potent that all their previous methods of self-preservation (their emotional 'antibiotics') fail. The narrative is driven by the Active Agency Mandate, framing the experience not as passive suffering, but as a losing battle. The protagonist actively 'sends in soldiers,' 'builds walls,' and watches their 'immune system' not just fail, but switch allegiances. This transforms a feeling of helplessness into a story of a valiant but doomed struggle, making the final surrender all the more resonant and heartbreaking. It’s a song about the beautiful, terrifying moment you realize your own defenses have learned to love the thing that's destroying you.
Production Notes
Genre: Neo-Soul / Power Ballad
Vocals: Requires a vocalist with significant range and dynamic control, in the vein of Teddy Swims or Hozier. The verses should be intimate, almost breathy, using a warm tube mic like a Neumann U 47. The vocal chain should be clean with minimal processing in the verses, then engage a parallel compressed track with saturation (e.g., Decapitator) during the pre-chorus and chorus to add grit and power. Doubled vocals on key chorus phrases like "burning through the cure" are essential.
Arrangement: The song should build from a foundation of a gentle, Rhodes-style electric piano and a minimal, in-the-pocket drum groove. The pre-chorus introduces a pulsing bassline and rising string swells. The chorus explodes with a full live band sound: crashing cymbals, a powerful bass, Hammond organ swells, and a subtle gospel-style choir providing backing harmonies. The bridge should pull back momentarily to just piano, bass, and the lead vocal to create maximum tension before the final, epic outro chorus.
Mix Automation: Automate the reverb and delay throws extensively. On the line "breathe the stone," a massive, cathedral-like reverb should blossom and then be cut abruptly before the next line to emphasize the impact. The mix should widen significantly in the chorus, moving from a near-mono verse to a massive stereo field. Pan the choir vocals wide to create an enveloping sound.
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