The story
A small scene turns into a full-blown reckoning.
In a room full of familiar faces, one person walks in carrying the kind of energy that cracks every easy smile. The air tightens, old grudges rise fast, and everybody starts looking around like they missed the first shot. By the end, nobody's talking about the food anymore, only the mess left on the table.
No lyric sheet is published for this track, so this reading is drawn from its title and the sound of the record.
Lyrics
The lyric sheet for this one isn't published yet — press play and listen along.