# SURVIVAL MODE **STYLE:** Deathcore × Dark Phonk × Cinematic × Trap Metal --- ### **[INTRO]** *(Rain on the roof. Low vinyl crackle. Distant thunder. Engine ticking as it cools.)* Another night. Another ceiling I don't recognize. Another version... Of trying to hold it together. --- ### **[VERSE 1]** Thirty years of chasing ghosts... Still sleeping with my shoes on. Every plan became another bridge That collapsed before the sunrise. Packed my life into rust and fiberglass... Called it hope. Called it survival. Called it... "Maybe next year." My kid waves goodbye... And every mile home Feels like another funeral. --- ### **[PRE]** Tell me... When does surviving... Become living? --- ### **[DROP // PHONK]** EVERY DAY I WAKE UP... READY FOR THE NEXT FUCKING FIRE. ONE CLIENT. ONE PAYCHECK. ONE BAD PHONE CALL... FROM LOSING EVERYTHING. *(Cowbells • Distorted 808 • Half-time groove)* I DON'T NEED A MIRACLE... I JUST WANT ONE FUCKING WEEK... WHERE I CAN EXHALE. --- ### **[VERSE 2]** Family says they're praying... While I'm carrying boxes By myself. They say... "God has a plan." Then leave me To figure out The plumbing. Another leak. Another bill. Another night Talking to the dashboard Because silence Answers louder than people. --- ### **[BUILD]** I'm so tired... Of measuring My worth... By invoices. By deadlines. By whether Someone else Decides I get to eat. --- ### **[BREAKDOWN]** I DON'T WANT TO BE SAVED. I WANT TO BE SEEN. I DON'T NEED PERFECTION. I NEED A FUCKING MOMENT... WHERE MY HEART ISN'T BRACING FOR IMPACT. *(Massive slam)* HOW LONG... CAN A MAN LIVE... IN SURVIVAL MODE... BEFORE HE FORGETS... WHAT PEACE... FEELS LIKE? --- ### **[BRIDGE]** *(Everything drops away except piano and distant ambience.)* Maybe... I'm not weak. Maybe... I've just been carrying A life... That was never meant To be carried Alone. --- ### **[FINAL CHORUS]** Tomorrow... I'll patch another leak. Answer another email. Miss another bedtime. Write another song. Keep another promise To myself... That I almost forgot How to make. Because somewhere... Beneath the fear... Beneath the loneliness... Beneath the noise... There's still a man... Who refuses... To let this... Be the end. --- ### **[OUTRO]** *(Rain begins to stop. Engine starts.)* Still scared. Still broke. Still grieving. Still here. ...Start driving.
