Metaphors (Remastered)

Female vocalist, 100 BPM, rap rock, 808, hip hop, distorted guitars, bass drops, synth, heavy riffs, punchy drum patterns

[Female Vocals Only]
[Proper pronunciation]
[Good vocal chain]

[Melody Chords in E5 – G5 – D5 – C5]

[Verse 1: Smooth Rap]
I’m walking a tightrope, no net in sight,
Between a rock and a hard place, every night.
The world’s my oyster, but the shell’s locked tight,
I’m chasing shadows, trying to steal the light.

You reap what you sow; I planted in stone,
But a house of cards can’t stand alone.
Burning bridges just to light my way,
But every dog has its day, so they say.

Biting the bullet, yeah, I’m digging deep,
Life’s a ticking time bomb, no time for sleep.
Throwing caution to the wind, hands tied,
When it rains, it pours, but I still ride.

[Pre-Chorus: Melodic Singing]
Every phrase we live, a lesson to learn,
The fire we ignite, it can burn or turn.
Are we slaves to the lines we repeat in our heads?
Or breaking the chains with the words unsaid?

[Chorus: Catchy Singing]
Metaphors in the marrow of our bones,
Living through the phrases we’ve always known.
They build us, break us, show us the way,
A mirror to the lives we replay every day.
[Repeat]

[turntable scratches]

[Verse 2: Smooth Rap]
The ball’s in my court, but I’m losing my grip,
Between devil and deep sea, a sinking ship.
Carrying the world like Atlas, spine snapped,
Cutting corners, but the edges fight back.

A wolf in sheep’s clothing, lurking close,
Can’t cry over spilled milk; it’s how life goes.
Climbing the ladder, but it’s made of glass,
Breaking through ceilings, running out of gas.

Blood is thicker, but water flows free,
Eyes are the windows; don’t look at me.
Caught in the crossfire, no way to retreat,
The streets are a jungle, survival’s the beat.

[Repeat Pre Chorus]

[Repeat  Chorus]

[turntable scratches]
(You reap what you sow; I planted in stone)
(But a house of cards can’t stand alone)

[Bridge: Rap]
Fighting fire with fire, but who holds the flame?
Drawing lines in the sand; it’s a losing game.
The grass ain’t greener, just a trick of the eye,
A rolling stone gathers no moss, so why try?

Turning lemons to gold, yeah, I’m flipping the script,
Every silver lining’s got a cloud in its grip.
Life’s a double-edged sword, I’m bleeding both sides,
But the phoenix still rises when the old me dies.

[Repeat Pre Chorus]
[Repeat Chorus]
[Repeat Chorus]

[turntable scratches]
(You reap what you sow; I planted in stone)
(But a house of cards can’t stand alone)

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[Female Vocals Only] [Proper pronunciation] [Good vocal chain] [Melody Chords in E5 – G5 – D5 – C5] [Verse 1: Smooth Rap] I’m walking a tightrope, no net in sight, Between a rock and a hard place, every night. The world’s my oyster, but the shell’s locked tight, I’m chasing shadows, trying to steal the light. You reap what you sow; I planted in stone, But a house of cards can’t stand alone. Burning bridges just to light my way, But every dog has its day, so they say. Biting the bullet, yeah, I’m digging deep, Life’s a ticking time bomb, no time for sleep. Throwing caution to the wind, hands tied, When it rains, it pours, but I still ride. [Pre-Chorus: Melodic Singing] Every phrase we live, a lesson to learn, The fire we ignite, it can burn or turn. Are we slaves to the lines we repeat in our heads? Or breaking the chains with the words unsaid? [Chorus: Catchy Singing] Metaphors in the marrow of our bones, Living through the phrases we’ve always known. They build us, break us, show us the way, A mirror to the lives we replay every day. [Repeat] [turntable scratches] [Verse 2: Smooth Rap] The ball’s in my court, but I’m losing my grip, Between devil and deep sea, a sinking ship. Carrying the world like Atlas, spine snapped, Cutting corners, but the edges fight back. A wolf in sheep’s clothing, lurking close, Can’t cry over spilled milk; it’s how life goes. Climbing the ladder, but it’s made of glass, Breaking through ceilings, running out of gas. Blood is thicker, but water flows free, Eyes are the windows; don’t look at me. Caught in the crossfire, no way to retreat, The streets are a jungle, survival’s the beat. [Repeat Pre Chorus] [Repeat Chorus] [turntable scratches] (You reap what you sow; I planted in stone) (But a house of cards can’t stand alone) [Bridge: Rap] Fighting fire with fire, but who holds the flame? Drawing lines in the sand; it’s a losing game. The grass ain’t greener, just a trick of the eye, A rolling stone gathers no moss, so why try? Turning lemons to gold, yeah, I’m flipping the script, Every silver lining’s got a cloud in its grip. Life’s a double-edged sword, I’m bleeding both sides, But the phoenix still rises when the old me dies. [Repeat Pre Chorus] [Repeat Chorus] [Repeat Chorus] [turntable scratches] (You reap what you sow; I planted in stone) (But a house of cards can’t stand alone)

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