live, laugh, lobotomy

Kicking off with bright pastel synths and staccato sparkle arpeggios over crisp trap beats, bratfemme lead dives into rapid, alliterative verse lines—fast, dense, wordplay-rich, flirting with bardcore phrasing and high-speed raps, The chant-pop chorus bursts in, hyper-glossed with layered gang vocals and glittering synth stabs, Verse two goes bardcore: lute plucks, medieval drum flourishes, and tongue-twister bars, A sudden scream-laced breakdown hits—distorted guitars, huge kick rolls, glitch edits, gang shouts—before resolving to a glitched-out whispered outro over warped pads and nervous laughter, Extreme dynamics and frenetic hyperpop energy throughout

This lo-fi affirmationcore track opens with gentle vinyl crackle, hushed lo-fi beats, muted keys, and airy ambient pads, Breathy femme vocals whisper passive-aggressive spoken verses, with harmonized whisper-chants in the chorus, A glitchy outro deconstructs the soundscape, layering fast, cracking vocal lines over warped textures and skipping loops, delivering a pastel, ironically soothing finish

This track fuses trap's rattling hi-hats, booming 808s, and stark sub-bass with mantra-core’s hypnotic, looping synths, Verses are dominated by femme, rap-spoken vocals—raw atop desolate beats, The chorus erupts in gospel-inspired, call-and-response gang vocals, layered and rhythmic like a ritual chant, Rising synths and militant percussion heighten the ceremonial intensity, The bridge accelerates: staccato vocal lists and claps surge, underlining the vengeful energy, The arrangement evolves from cold minimalism to explosive, triumphant gospel-trap flourishes, culminating in a cathartic, venom-laced outro

Genre — lo-fi cult chantpop with horror-gloss and satirical affirmations Vocalist — femme lead performing two roles: soft skeptic and cult-voiced guru, with layered harmonies and glitch whisper loops Prompt: A slow, dreamy chant-pop track laced with horror underneath, Vocalist plays two roles: PETAL V as a sweet, uncertain newcomer, and a smoother, more charismatic “founder” voice luring her into a healing cult, Lyrics blend satire and empowerment (“healing is a pyramid scheme / just smile, ascend, and redeem”) over ambient pads, minimal trap beats, and ASMR textures, Cult slogans repeat like mantras, The bridge glitches as PETAL breaks down, caught in a hypnotic loop of her own past lyrics, Ends in layered chant collapse, Mood: lavender-lit manipulation, soft horror in a silk robe

A riotous mallpunk chant-pop anthem blasts in with stomp-clap drum machine beats layered under blown-out guitars and fizzy feedback, Verses are bounced by bratfemme vocals, sarcastic delivery over punk bass, The cheer-style chorus explodes: squad gang chants, percussive handclaps, chanted letters, and raw scream interjections, Bridge drops to halftime with hardcore breakdown: growling guitars, pounding floor toms, and full-band shout, Ends with a chaotic chorus and noisy, sudden stop

Genre — bubblecore brat-pop with post-bardcore breakdown Vocalist — high-energy femme voice with cheer chant cadence, rap-spoken delivery, and a nonsensical bardcore meltdown section Prompt: A bubblecore pop anthem that celebrates emotional collapse with glitter and attitude, The vocalist delivers brat, high-energy verses glorifying avoidance and glam (“i don’t overthink / i overslay”), with melodic hooks and cheer-style choruses, Features a manic bardcore breakdown after the second chorus—nonsense rhymes delivered in rapid, medieval-meets-modern cadence over trap-flute fusion (“mcnugget of the cosmos, i decree / five frogs on a throne made of live, laugh, tea”), Beat is sparkly, fast-paced, and slightly unhinged, Mood: delusional confidence, brain-bleached joy, meltdown couture

Genre — mannequin-pop dreamwave with progressive vocal decay Vocalist — femme lead with soft dream-pop tone, slowly deteriorating through glitches and filters Prompt: A dream-pop inspired track that begins with soft, pristine vocals over airy pads and subtle percussion, Lyrics reflect a filtered, flawless persona (“glass-skin shimmer, perfect pose / click my lips in a loop that glows”), The tone shifts across the song—vocal filters slowly glitch, ring light hum rises, and the singer’s voice begins to distort, By the final chorus, vocals are warped, lyrics are decaying, and the melody dissolves into ambient noise, The track ends in silence under buzzing static, Mood: artificial serenity decaying into haunted digital ruin

Genre — witch-style (witch-house x hardstyle) with scream-chant layering Vocalist — femme voice alternating between reverb-drenched whisper and distorted screams Prompt: A dark, high-energy ritual track combining witch-house atmosphere with hardstyle drops, Opens with slow, echo-laced spoken affirmations (“I am love, I am enough, I am whole, ”) over ambient synth pads and reversed choral samples, Builds tension with pitch-shifted mantra loops and whisper layering, At the drop, affirmations are shouted like spells over distorted hardstyle kicks and glitch percussion, Screams are intercut with affirmations (“I am whole—[SCREAM]—I am safe”), escalating until the final refrain: “I am not real” repeated under collapsing sound design, Mood: spiritual rave possession, self-help turned sonic exorcism

Genre — emo loungecore with slow bossa rhythm and ambient spa textures Vocalist — femme voice, breathy and emotionally raw, alternating between sleepy detachment and breaking confession Prompt: A soft, loungecore-inspired track with slow bossa nova rhythm and ambient spa sound textures, The vocalist delivers emotionally raw lyrics in a breathy, half-spoken tone, singing about crying during a wellness retreat (“they said cry it out / so I flooded the spa”), Instrumentation includes jazzy electric piano, light percussion, ambient noise (water drips, spa chimes, soft whale sounds), The track builds subtly with layered harmonies and surreal imagery (“eye mask soaked, lemon slice tears”), Final chorus is sparse and tired, ending in fading spa ambiance, Mood: mascara-stained serenity, luxury decay, emotional numbness under self-care branding

Starts with acoustic guitar and gentle percussion, femme vocal sharing intimate lines by the fire, Electric bass and crisp drums join for brat, melodic pop-punk verses, supported by gang chants and edgy guitars, Pre-chorus adds tension with eerie synth and distorted textures, The chorus erupts with catchy hooks, crowd shouts, and thick rhythm guitar, Bridge drops to a hardcore breakdown—punishing drums, massive riffs, guttural screams, Ritualistic group chants close the track, fading into a reversed, ghostly vocal whisper

A heavy glitchpop track erupts with chaotic, bit-crushed synth layers and crushing sidechained beats, Femme lead vocals in frantic hyperpop style, stacked with robotic harmonies and glitch-screams, drive the manic verses, Pre-chorus swells in tension with layers of warped, chorus-like vocal affirmations, then drops into a chorus of pulverized synths and disintegrating rhythm, mirroring emotional collapse, A breakdown repeats mangled mantra hooks over fractured noise until erupting into an explosive, distorted climax, The production is densely textured, pushing intensity to euphoric extremes throughout

Thunderous brostep production launches with detuned synth stabs and sub-heavy kicks, setting a pummeling groove, Verses ride syncopated percussive layers and chopped samples, femme vocals commanding with brat swagger, Pre-drops build tension: hypnotic vocal mantras, crowd-style chants, and rolling snares, Drops erupt with industrial bass growls, mangled vocal screams, and glitch edits, while distorted affirmations punch through, The bridge dives into ethereal pads and deep sub-bass, with airy, whispered vocal ASMR before revving into a final chorus—ultra-compressed, distorted rave leads, stacked screamed vocals, and relentless kick-bass assault

Dark ritual ambience and whispered femme vocals open, layered with ancient drones and subtle lute plucks, Sudden impact: guttural deathcore guitars, blast beats, theatrical screams, Verses intertwine rapid-fire, poetic scream-rap over crushing riffs and shifting rhythms, Breakdown melds syncopated chugs with dissonant string flourishes and haunting choral chants, Bridge erupts in bardcore—lute, dulcimer, hurdy-gurdy weave through relentless double-kick, as archaic rhyme is screamed and spat, Climax: group shouts and frenetic instrumentation dissolve into collapsing drums, atonal strings, and feedback, End: single whispered line, barely audible above decaying static

This acoustic rage-ballad opens with hurdy-gurdy drone and dulcimer sparkles, underpinned by deep frame drum pulses, Soft, biting femme vocals lead sparse, bitter verses, Choruses surge with layered percussion, dulcimer swells, and vocals in sacred outrage, Shruti box sustains a mystical tension throughout, The bridge drops to near-silence before erupting into ritualistic fury, driven by percussive crescendos and vocal intensity, closing with lingering droning textures

Delicate lullaby ballad: detuned toy piano leads with bittersweet motifs, accented by sparse, chiming xylophone during each chorus for a mock-cheerful lift, Femme vocals are close and trembling, paired with warm felted upright piano and gentle tape crackle, Ambient synths glisten subtly, The bridge is whispered over minimal chords, and the finale unravels, leaving fractured vocals above exposed music box-like xylophone

Genre — doom folk ambient ritual Vocalist — femme voice, whispered and breathy, half-sung half-spoken, layered in low harmony Prompt: A doom folk track built around breath loops and sparse fingerpicked guitar in an open tuning, Vocals are soft, intimate, almost whispered—carried like ritual chanting, Instrumentation includes detuned folk guitar, shruti box drone, faint fiddle harmonics, and layered breath as rhythmic texture, Lyrics are minimal and ritualistic (“breathe it in / breathe it out / breathe me in / breathe me out”), structured like a farewell spell, The sound builds slowly from fragile breath to low, enveloping doom folk weight, Ends on a long exhale and lingering drone, Mood: sacred quiet, last ritual, an ending that refuses to vanish