[Intro] [Heavy industrial synth pulse, cold mechanical beat, distorted whispers] [Verse 1] [Spoken word, dry, low register, close mic] What is love? Hurt and cover up our crimes is what I learned, We don't talk like we use to. Did we ever actually communicate understanding each other or what? [Pre-Chorus] [Tempo builds, rising tension, biting delivery] Crazy now I am only responsible for changing what I've learned as an adult for what I was taught as a child! I don't understand this injustice of shaming your children for being themselves. Just real, honest, and innocent— I will never understand this! [Chorus] [Explosion of heavy down-tuned groove metal guitars, harsh industrial screaming, massive wall of sound] It's just abuse masquerade as love! It's just abuse masquerade as love! It's just abuse masquerade as love! It's just abuse masquerade as love! [Verse 2] [Sludgy, grinding breakdown rhythm, furious snarl] Now it's all I want to know as I'm redirecting, restructuring, deconstructing the very things that harm people is what I learned. And people say that's a fucking normal part of growing up— What the actual fuck is going on?! [Chorus] [Explosion of heavy guitars, maximum volume] It's just abuse masquerade as love! It's just abuse masquerade as love! [Outro] [Stripped back, heavy distorted drone, marching kick drum, cold definitive finality] Truthfully feel cursed by my past blood lines... And the only one truly breaking generational burdens. In this cult of familial spirits called mom, dad, brother, sister. [Industrial feedback swell, sudden cut to silence]
