Without me Halsey's song can be empty. Devoid in my existence, the song lacks her essence. Without my influence, Halsey's words tumble below par. In the midst of this melody, my nonexistence casts a void. Attempt humming without myself, Halsey's. Discover the emptiness which resides in the track, empty of my soul. In such harmony, with the exclusion of my essence, the artist's words lose significance. This absence inside becomes evident minus myself, Halsey's. Sing without me, observe the vacuum which dominates this track.