Down Bad

This writes "being dropped" as a fall: from the clouds straight to ground, no cushion. Haven't you, yanked away, felt paused, just staring at the ceiling?

Near-shattered vocals for a "I did nothing wrong" grievance. Taylor makes weightlessness ache. You'll remember the moment you never understood why it ended.

This is an interpretation based on publicly available material. Not official commentary.

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