
[Spoken â No melody or music yet, just a faint beat being tapped out then enters an Angelic Female Voice, Bliss:] So⊠Kismet⊠Did you ever, like⊠clarify those âdo betterâ songs were about our time in Eureka? Not Woodcrest? [Spoken â California Girl, Sweets:] Yeah, girl, you mightâve accidentally roasted half the town. [Spoken â BlasĂ© Female Attitude â Kismet:] Oopsâno, I mean... what does it matter? If they get fired up about it, doesnât it just make them better musicians? [Spoken â Angelic Female Voice, Bliss:] Fix it, Kismet. I am tired of the glares. [Spoken â BlasĂ© Female Attitude â Kismet:] Okay! [Big guitar riff kicks in, drums roll in with a catchy beat] [All Female Vocals begin] [Verse 1 â Kismet (playful and bright)] I ainât throwinâ shade, I'm just writin' fast, Thought we left that heat back in the past. New town, new vibe, and yâall hit like fire, Didnât mean to spark your righteous choir. You ainât mad â youâre just mad good, Blew up my ego just like you should. I wrote the songs, guess I missed the cue â Didnât know they thought it was âbout you. [Chorus â All (cheerleader energy, pop-punk harmony)] Woodcrest, yâall burn like neon lights, Melodies crashinâ into sleepless nights. Every band, every bar, every side street stage â Yâall turn heartbreak into soundwaves. And Iâm just scribblinâ with my pen, Kismet, songwriter, born again. Didnât mean to start a rival show, I just didnât know! I just didnât know! [Verse 2 â Bliss (smooth, confident)] From alley drummers to rooftop queens, You strum like thunder, tear up the scenes. This townâs got soul in stereo, Itâs not a battle, itâs a glow-up show. So hereâs our banner, pink and loud, We dance for joy, not for the crowd. We wear our heartbeats on our sleeves â And you inspire every beat we breathe. [Pre-Chorus â Kismet (half-sung/half-spoken)] I thought the mic was just for me, Turns out itâs your harmony. Every chord you play reminds me why â We rise, we burn, we never die. [Chorus â All (repeat, more intensity)] Woodcrest, yâall burn like neon lights, Melodies crashinâ into sleepless nights. Every band, every bar, every side street stage â Yâall turn heartbreak into soundwaves. And Iâm just scribblinâ with my pen, Kismet, songwriter, born again. Didnât mean to start a rival show, I just didnât know! I just didnât know! [Bridge â Kismet (vulnerable, then rising)] I used to think we had to fight For every spotlight, every bite. I write the words, I shape the tone â But I canât do this thing alone. You make me wanna level up, Throw peace signs in my coffee cup. So hereâs my heart, on this guitar â Yâall are the rockstars that raised the bar. [Final Chorus â All (explosive, then fading out gently)] Woodcrest, you burn like neon lights, Youâre the anthem in my sleepless nights. Letâs raise our voices, let it show â Now I know. Now I know. And Iâm still scribblinâ with my pen, But now Iâm writinâ with my friends. This ainât a rival, itâs a tribute show â I just didnât know⊠(But now I do.) [Spoken â Echoed gently] Thanks for bringing the heat. [Guitars and music fade out slow drums stay constant as they did in the song and just stop not following the fade out]

