I'm Flattered (Live from Akila City-Oct. 9th, 2336)

Dark Electropop, Industrial Dance, Theatrical Pop

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[Verse 1]
[Playful Pop Vocals]
[Crowd Clapping on Beat]
You dyed your roots that violent shade of crimson...
(Just like mine...)
You studied the tapes, you got the vocabulary...
(Line by line...)
You practice the grin, that wide Cheshire delight...
(Bite by bite...)
Thinking if you squint hard enough, you’re the star of the light...
(But you’re not quite...)

[Pre-Chorus]
[Melodic and Ethereal]
[Strings Swell]
You heard rumors of a heart of gold?
(Is it true?)
Well, darling, gold is heavy and cold.
(Too heavy for you.)
The dress fits the body...
[Voice turns dark - Bass Growl]
...But it doesn't fit the soul.

[Chorus]
[Explosive Dance Beat]
[Powerful Belt]
[Crowd Dancing]
I’m flattered! (Truly!)
That you want my name.
I’m flattered! (Really!)
That you crave my fame.
So catch me if you can, strike a match, try to glow.
But you’re just the echo, and darling, I’m the show.
I’m flattered.
[Spoken]
(But take it off.)

[Verse 2]
[Heavy Bass Groove]
[Staccato Vocals]
You copied the smile, but you don't have the teeth...
(Underneath...)
You want the crown, but you can’t handle the wreath...
(Or the grief...)
You’re a beautiful photocopy, crisp and clean...
(On the screen...)
But nobody remembers the face in the magazine...
(Once I’m seen...)

[Pre-Chorus]
[Melodic and Ethereal]
They say I have a heart of gold.
(So they say...)
But your little act is getting old.
(Run away...)
The look is perfection...
[Voice turns dark]
...But the eyes are dead.

[Chorus]
[Maximum Energy]
[Pyrotechnics]
I’m flattered! (Truly!)
That you want my name.
I’m flattered! (Really!)
That you crave my fame.
So catch me if you can, strike a match, try to glow.
But you’re just the echo, and darling, I’m the show.
I’m flattered.

[Bridge]
[Music Cuts Out completely]
[Spotlight on Anya]
[Spoken Word - Dry and Snarky]
Listen.
There can be a hundred Starlets in the room.
And ninety-nine of them are just... lovely.
But you?
[Beat Slams In - Industrial]
You look like a fan.
[Crowd "Oooooh!"]

[Vocal Solo]
[Incredibly Powerful Melodic Run]
[Mariah-style High Note]
Yeah-eah-eah-eah!!!
Catch me if you ca-aaaa-aaan!
Whoa-oh-oh!!

[Guitar Solo]
[Distorted Synth Lead Solo]
[Crowd Roaring]

[Stop]
[Absolute Silence]
[Spoken - Deadpan]
I'm Valley-ant.
You're just... Valley ain't.
[Crowd Erupts]

[Chorus]
[Final Anthem - Maximum Volume]
I’m flattered! (Truly!)
I’m flattered! (Really!)
So catch me if you can, strike a match, try to glow!
But you’re just the echo!
AND I AM THE SHOW!

[Outro]
[Sweet Music Box Melody returns]
(I’m flattered...)
[Spoken]
Don't quit your day job.
(Catch me if you can...)
[Spoken Whisper]
Thanks for playing.
[Crowd Cheers Fade]
[End]

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[Intro] [Live Arena Sound] [Crowd Cheering] [Sweet Music Box Melody - innocent and creepy] [Sudden Heavy Bass Drop - Industrial Grind] [Anya - Spoken Word - Sassy & Whispered] Oh, honey. I see you. Trying on my crimson silhouette like it’s on sale. [Crowd Laughs] (Sad.) [Verse 1] [Playful Pop Vocals] [Crowd Clapping on Beat] You dyed your roots that violent shade of crimson... (Just like mine...) You studied the tapes, you got the vocabulary... (Line by line...) You practice the grin, that wide Cheshire delight... (Bite by bite...) Thinking if you squint hard enough, you’re the star of the light... (But you’re not quite...) [Pre-Chorus] [Melodic and Ethereal] [Strings Swell] You heard rumors of a heart of gold? (Is it true?) Well, darling, gold is heavy and cold. (Too heavy for you.) The dress fits the body... [Voice turns dark - Bass Growl] ...But it doesn't fit the soul. [Chorus] [Explosive Dance Beat] [Powerful Belt] [Crowd Dancing] I’m flattered! (Truly!) That you want my name. I’m flattered! (Really!) That you crave my fame. So catch me if you can, strike a match, try to glow. But you’re just the echo, and darling, I’m the show. I’m flattered. [Spoken] (But take it off.) [Verse 2] [Heavy Bass Groove] [Staccato Vocals] You copied the smile, but you don't have the teeth... (Underneath...) You want the crown, but you can’t handle the wreath... (Or the grief...) You’re a beautiful photocopy, crisp and clean... (On the screen...) But nobody remembers the face in the magazine... (Once I’m seen...) [Pre-Chorus] [Melodic and Ethereal] They say I have a heart of gold. (So they say...) But your little act is getting old. (Run away...) The look is perfection... [Voice turns dark] ...But the eyes are dead. [Chorus] [Maximum Energy] [Pyrotechnics] I’m flattered! (Truly!) That you want my name. I’m flattered! (Really!) That you crave my fame. So catch me if you can, strike a match, try to glow. But you’re just the echo, and darling, I’m the show. I’m flattered. [Bridge] [Music Cuts Out completely] [Spotlight on Anya] [Spoken Word - Dry and Snarky] Listen. There can be a hundred Starlets in the room. And ninety-nine of them are just... lovely. But you? [Beat Slams In - Industrial] You look like a fan. [Crowd "Oooooh!"] [Vocal Solo] [Incredibly Powerful Melodic Run] [Mariah-style High Note] Yeah-eah-eah-eah!!! Catch me if you ca-aaaa-aaan! Whoa-oh-oh!! [Guitar Solo] [Distorted Synth Lead Solo] [Crowd Roaring] [Stop] [Absolute Silence] [Spoken - Deadpan] I'm Valley-ant. You're just... Valley ain't. [Crowd Erupts] [Chorus] [Final Anthem - Maximum Volume] I’m flattered! (Truly!) I’m flattered! (Really!) So catch me if you can, strike a match, try to glow! But you’re just the echo! AND I AM THE SHOW! [Outro] [Sweet Music Box Melody returns] (I’m flattered...) [Spoken] Don't quit your day job. (Catch me if you can...) [Spoken Whisper] Thanks for playing. [Crowd Cheers Fade] [End]

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