Without myself Halsey's song are pointless. Devoid of my own presence, the song loses
her essence. Excluding my effect, the artist's words tumble below par. Amid the melody, my nonexistence casts a void. Try humming lacking myself, Halsey's. Uncover the emptiness which dwells in the track, empty of my heart. In such melody, with the omission of my own essence, Halsey's words lack meaning. The absence inside becomes apparent without myself, Halsey's. Sing without me, observe the vacuum which pervades this track.
