[Song Tempo: 190 BPM - Blazing fast, driving down-stroke rhythm guitar opens immediately] [INTRO] [Guitar: Aggressive, distorted 3-chord riff blasts open] [Drums: Massive four-on-the-floor kick drum beats with a driving snare roll] [Drums: Full band hits together on a fast, classic punk 1-2-1-2 beat] [VERSE 1] [Guitar: Chugging palm-muted down-strokes lock tightly with a fast, pulsing bassline] I’m staring at the ceiling and my head is gonna split I’m chewing on my fingernails and acting like a kid You’re sitting on the counter drinking coffee that is cold You’re wearing my old hoodie and you’re looking bored as hell [Guitar: Un-mute strings, rising crescendo distortion] I’m a total basket case, a walking train wreck view [Drums: Rapid-fire snare drum roll building up maximum speed] But everything is perfect when I'm looking straight at you! [CHORUS] [Guitar: Wide open, loud chords ring out with intense driving energy] [Drums: Hyper-fast, driving d-beat punk rhythm with crashing crash cymbals] And I need you! Yeah, I need you! Like a guitar needs three chords to make a sound Like a loser needs a reason not to drown I’m a neurotic mess and you’re the clue [Drums: Quick double-snare crack] Rebekka, yeah it’s true, I need you! [REVERSE TRANSITION] [Guitar: Lightning-fast, snotty, 4-bar melodic guitar lead over driving bass] [Drums: Snare cracks hard on every second beat] [VERSE 2] [Guitar: Back to tight, fast palm-muting] We’re sitting in the parking lot of some cheap 7-11 You’re making fun of all my shirts and making me feel like heaven My friends all say I’m crazy and I’m bound to self-destruct But you just roll your eyes at me and tell me I'm in luck [Guitar: Open up chords, building aggression] You've got your headphones blasting and you're stepping on my shoes [Drums: Explosive tom-tom fill leading into the wall of sound] You’re the only thing in this dumb world I don’t wanna lose! [CHORUS] [Guitar: Crashing, high-energy chords take over the mix] [Drums: Blazing fast punk rock beat resumes, cymbals smashing] And I need you! Yeah, I need you! Like a punk rock basement needs a sweaty crowd Like a teenage bedroom needs the stereo loud I’m a neurotic mess and you’re the clue [Drums: Quick double-snare crack] Rebekka, yeah it’s true, I need you! [BRIDGE] [Guitar: Suddenly drops out, leaving only a distorted driving bass line] [Drums: Heavy, stomping kick drum and floor tom heartbeat rhythm] I’m paranoid, I’m anxious, and I’m always in my head I overthink every single word that you just said [Guitar: Rhythm guitar re-enters with heavy, palm-muted chugging] But you just grab my jacket and you tell me to shut up [Drums: Rapid, frantic snare drum build-up over 4 bars] And suddenly I realize I haven't run out of luck! [CHORUS] [Guitar: Full band explosion, maximum volume, fast down-strokes] [Drums: Full-throttle, blistering fast 1-2 punk rhythm] And I need you! Yeah, I need you! Like a guitar needs three chords to make a sound Like a loser needs a reason not to drown I’m a neurotic mess and you’re the clue Rebekka, yeah it’s true, I need you! [OUTRO] [Guitar: High-velocity chord changes mimicking the "Mutation" style ending] [Drums: Driving snare and kick pattern riding the final waves] Rebekka, I need you! [Drums: Kick drum hits hard on every beat] Yeah, I need you! Rebekka, I need you! [Guitar: Final, loud ringing feedback chord] [Drums: Big final crash cymbal smash and sudden silence]
