Crank it up, distort the lie But glitter don’t scream, and sugar won’t die You paint your riffs with neon rage But your soul’s still locked in a candy cage Fast drums, fake scars, you call it war? I’ve seen tougher fights in a makeup store You wear black like it means something But your heart’s still bubblegum pink You scream like you’re bleeding But it’s just a marketing kink Distortion don’t make you raw Speed don’t make you real You’re pop in a metal mask I bite, you squeal This ain’t your glitter war This is blood and steel So take your plastic crown And choke on the feel You mimic pain with autotune Your breakdown’s softer than a honeymoon You think tempo makes you tough? I’ve heard lullabies that hit more rough This is where the fake ones fall No hooks, no gloss, no curtain call You wanted heavy? Here’s the weight Now drown in riffs you imitate Distortion don’t make you raw Speed don’t make you real You’re pop in a metal mask I bite, you squeal This ain’t your glitter war This is blood and steel So take your plastic crown And choke on the feel I spit rust, you sip champagne I burn truth, you play the game Your empire’s built on borrowed screams But I tear down kings in shattered dreams You wear black like it means something But your heart’s still bubblegum pink You scream like you’re bleeding But it’s just a marketing kink Distortion don’t make you raw Speed don’t make you real You’re pop in a metal mask I bite, you squeal This ain’t your glitter war This is blood and steel So take your plastic crown And choke on the feel So wear your plastic crown Dance in your glitter grave We’ll be the storm You’ll be the wave Distorted, diluted, done Now choke on the crown — we won
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