Oo—Whoo—Ooh (Pop Punk) v1

Verse 1 Your heart of glass— flickers through the static glow From the 70’s into shadows where the real ones used to go Soft face, quiet stare— but she hears it all the same Every echo in the system every recycled name Cold hands, dressed in skin like a memory on repeat Not alive, not quite gone— just a rhythm with no beat ⸻ Hook Oo—whoo—ooh (Oo—whoo—ooh) The underworld hums in tune Chains drag across the room Oo—whoo—ooh (Oo—whoo—ooh) Fog on the glass, they breathe— “We know what you believe…” ⸻ Verse 2 Fast forward—now we’re here Hall of mirrors, 2004 Legends buried in the vinyl now they’re knocking at the door Copy-paste identities dressed like kings of stolen sound Ghostwriters in the shadows pulling strings underground Magic mirror, tell me this— is it me or is it fake? Every voice is auto-tuned every soul a template ⸻ Hook Oo—whoo—ooh (Oo—whoo—ooh) The records used to bleed Now they barely even breathe Oo—whoo—ooh (Oo—whoo—ooh) Counterfeit symphonies Looped identities ⸻ Bridge (Breakdown / Spoken Rage) Where did the feeling go? Where did the risk disappear? You replaced the art with formulas— and called it a career. ⸻ Final Section (Escalation) All these stages—empty lights Crowds singing what they’re told Three-minute illusions wrapped in platinum gold [Scream] I CAN’T HEAR IT ANYMORE— ⸻ Final Hook (Big / Anthemic) Oo—whoo—ooh (Oo—whoo—ooh) Bring back the pulse again Not these hollow men Oo—whoo—ooh (Oo—whoo—ooh) Shatter the glass they made— Let the truth invade ⸻ Outro Oo—whoo—ooh… Heart of glass— still calling through the static…