Screw it

Genre: Industrial Hardcore Techno, Aggrotech, EBM, dubstep, Cyberpunk, phonk, Production & Mix: Lead vocal is the absolute focus; sit it high and clear atop the dense instrumental, Instruments must carve space for vocal dominance, Low-end is powerful, clean, defined: use a tight, punchy sub-bass perfectly sidechained to the kick, Mix must be aggressively loud, compressed for maximum impact, Dynamics minimal, Explode instantly from the first second, No intro, no fade-in, Overall Vibe: A brutal, cinematic, industrial techno destroyer, Atmosphere: oppressive, dark, high-tech dystopian, Instrumentation: Rhythm is relentless: heavily distorted but punchy kicks, sharp metallic crashes, Guitars deep/distorted, strictly mid-range for vocal headroom, Hardcore synths and metallic, glitchy accents add chaotic, broken texture, female vocal, very hard raspy/husky, raw, whisper-to-explosive, voice must crack, break, miss notes, scream half a word then whisper it

Screw it—
Fake love, fake peace—it’s all done.
This damn life, it has nothing to do with me anymore.
Bye, you assholes—this world is deranged.

Done with the chatter, the clout, the lies, I’m sick of it.
Heart is empty, I want it to end, but I can’t die yet.
I’m breakin' apart while they laugh and drink.
Trapped right here, they dance in the rain.
My thoughts are frozen, there is no exit.
I scream my true feelings, but they just ignore me.
They tell me, "Be normal," but my mind just crashes.
Tears on loop, the smile is a setup.

I clung to the light, like a drug.
Hope’s a scam in this world full of betrayal.
I ain't comin' back, this life was a setup/trap.
Thoughts are glitching—yeah, I'm a bug.
One more push, I might black out.
Trust? Dead. Hope? Gone.
Peace? Nah, it’s been too long.
I spit venom with a crooked grin.
They talk "love," someone look me in the eye and see me.

I should’ve stayed unborn—no cap (No kidding).
Heart's cracked, still screamin' my name.
"Is this real? Or a glitch in the game?"
A whisper echo's deep in the skull:
"Ain’t no freedom, just chains and control."
You're broken, lost, you own nothing.
Life’s a scam, and you’re stuck in it.
Memories rot, your feelings fade.
They left you like trash.
Bye, you assholes—this world is deranged.
End it all, then reset.
Drop it all, and don't look back—
This damn life, I've already crashed.

I ran through shadows with a slit-up soul.
Lookin’ for light in a world so cold.
Yellin' through static, bleedin’ breath.
No one listens when you flirt with death.
All I wanted? Just space to breathe.
But I was drownin' while they watched me bleed.
Then—BANG—the world cracked, and light poured out.
Endless despair, pierced by the truth.
But heaven looks fake when you’re born in the dark.

Still huntin’ truth in a world that lies.
The hidden wound, it carves into myself.
Every path was a loop, all kindness was fake.
Backstabbed daily like it's part of life.
Now I'm done—fuck lookin’ back.
The glitch in this system, the panic attack.

2016/7500

Screw it— Fake love, fake peace—it’s all done. This damn life, it has nothing to do with me anymore. Bye, you assholes—this world is deranged. Done with the chatter, the clout, the lies, I’m sick of it. Heart is empty, I want it to end, but I can’t die yet. I’m breakin' apart while they laugh and drink. Trapped right here, they dance in the rain. My thoughts are frozen, there is no exit. I scream my true feelings, but they just ignore me. They tell me, "Be normal," but my mind just crashes. Tears on loop, the smile is a setup. I clung to the light, like a drug. Hope’s a scam in this world full of betrayal. I ain't comin' back, this life was a setup/trap. Thoughts are glitching—yeah, I'm a bug. One more push, I might black out. Trust? Dead. Hope? Gone. Peace? Nah, it’s been too long. I spit venom with a crooked grin. They talk "love," someone look me in the eye and see me. I should’ve stayed unborn—no cap (No kidding). Heart's cracked, still screamin' my name. "Is this real? Or a glitch in the game?" A whisper echo's deep in the skull: "Ain’t no freedom, just chains and control." You're broken, lost, you own nothing. Life’s a scam, and you’re stuck in it. Memories rot, your feelings fade. They left you like trash. Bye, you assholes—this world is deranged. End it all, then reset. Drop it all, and don't look back— This damn life, I've already crashed. I ran through shadows with a slit-up soul. Lookin’ for light in a world so cold. Yellin' through static, bleedin’ breath. No one listens when you flirt with death. All I wanted? Just space to breathe. But I was drownin' while they watched me bleed. Then—BANG—the world cracked, and light poured out. Endless despair, pierced by the truth. But heaven looks fake when you’re born in the dark. Still huntin’ truth in a world that lies. The hidden wound, it carves into myself. Every path was a loop, all kindness was fake. Backstabbed daily like it's part of life. Now I'm done—fuck lookin’ back. The glitch in this system, the panic attack.

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