*[Intro – slow late night pulse, 80 BPM, vivid synths shimmer]* "Hey toots... Angel Dust here. Sit down, let me tell ya a story." *[Verse 1 – deep sensual trance, effeminate old-school New York vocals]* I'm the star of the screen, the toast of the town, A spider demon in a silk nightgown, Eight legs, one heart, and a smile so wide, But nobody sees what I keep inside! Valentino's got me on a chain so tight, Working late into the neon night, He says I'm his, he calls the shots, But Angel Dust ain't what he bought! *[Pre-Chorus – vivid synths swell]* I'm more than legs and a pretty face, More than a star in this dirty place, Beneath the glitter, beneath the tease, There's a guy just begging "love me, please!" *[Chorus – euphoric sensual drop]* ANGEL DUST! (dust! dust!) More than lust, more than just! (just! just!) A spider spinning threads of gold, With a story never fully told! ANGEL DUST! *[Verse 2 – Cherri and the double life]* Cherri's my girl, my partner in crime, We blow shit up to pass the time, She gets me like nobody else, In this shithole, we save ourselves! But when the cameras start to roll, I sell my body, not my soul, Fat Nuggets waits at home for me, The only love that's ever free! *[Verse 3 – Husk]* Then there's Husk, that grumpy old cat, Says I'm a loser — imagine that! But in his eyes, I see it clear, Someone who sees me, year after year! "Loser, baby," that's our song, Two broken toys who don't belong, He calls me out, he keeps me true, Husk, my man, I'm stuck on you! *[Bridge – whispered, vulnerable]* "People think... I'm just a joke... A pretty face... going up in smoke... But I'm tired, toots... tired of the show... I just wanna be loved... for me... ya know?" *[Verse 4 – standing up]* So here's to Val, that piece of trash, I'm done with him, I'm taking back my stash! My body's mine, my heart is free, Angel Dust is who I choose to be! No more chains, no more lies, I'll look that bastard in the eyes, A spider stands on eight strong feet, And this time, I won't retreat! *[Final Chorus – triumphant]* ANGEL DUST! (dust! dust!) Rise above, you always must! (must! must!) From the gutter to the stars above, A spider worthy of true love! ANGEL DUST! (dust! dust!) In yourself you gotta trust! (trust! trust!) Eight legs dancing, heart set free — Angel Dust is finally me! *[Outro – fading synths, a wink]* "Thanks for listening, toots... Angel out."
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