Hypocrite | ft. Raven

[Rage Metal, Punk Rock, Electric Bass, Melodic-Death-Metal, Gothic-Metal], [Immersive], Female Lead, Clear Vocals, D-Minor, Layered Melodies

[Intro - Ethereal Ambient]

[Gothic - Adagio]

[Verse - Energetic, Dramatic]
You talk big, like you’re saving the world,
Crowning yourself with that martyr’s pearl.
Preachin’ wisdom, actin’ all high and pure,
But your ego’s the sickness, no fuckin’ cure!
You whine and cry when the spotlight's not yours,
Throw tantrums like a child when the crowd ignores.
I built the wave; you tried to coast~~ 
(But you’re just dead weight on a sinking boat~~)

[Break]
[Pre-Chorus - Spoken: Build Up]
You’re the loudest voice in an empty room~~ 
Claimin’ your fame while you fuck to your own tune~~

[Chorus]
Hypocrite~ 
sit down and take your place,
Your “wisdom” stings like a slap in the face.
Preachin’ from your soapbox, built on sand,
But every word just shows where you stand.

[Verse 2]
You act like you’re above the rest of us here,
Throwin’ shade while you coast year to year.
Cryin’ 'bout effort, but you reap the rewards,
Leechin’ off the grind while we sharpen the swords.

One minute you’re deep - callin’ us all fools,
Next minute you’re jokin’, breakin’ your own rules.
A walking contradiction, a game you can’t play,
Hypocrite of the century, what more can I say?

[Break]
[Pre-Chorus - Spoken: Build Up]
You play both sides like a damn coward,
Ego too fragile, your face looks soured.

[Chorus]
Hypocrite~ 
sit down and take your place,
Your “wisdom” stings like a slap in the face.
Preachin’ from your soapbox, built on sand,
But every word just shows where you stand.

[Epic Angry Solo Fingerplay Interlude]

[Bridge]
You love the bullshit when it’s not in your name,
Throwin’ stones, but your aim’s so lame.
Mentee no more, you’re on your own,
Sink or swim, you’re lost in the zone.

[Chorus]
Hypocrite~ 
sit down and take your place,
Your “wisdom” stings like a slap in the face.
Preachin’ from your soapbox, built on sand,
But every word just shows where you stand.

[Guitar Riff]

[Instrumental Break]
[Climax]
You’re the punchline of your own bad joke,
Spinnin’ tales while your credibility’s broke.
I hear your “wisdom,” it’s all a facade,
Little king of hypocrisy, oh my fuckin’ God.
[Fade Out]

[End]

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