[Verse 1] I’m just a cool cat, with a guitar in my hand Strumming through the silence, making my last stand Moonlight on my whiskers, boots in desert sand Every chord’s a memory, every note’s a brand [Verse 2] Got a stickered amp, and a banjo on my back Quartzpaw’s watching close, tracking every crack Pixel dreams in motion, trade-ins on track I turn heartbreak to harmony, never looking back [Chorus] I play for the ghosts, for the dreams that ran For the sister who vanished, for the mom who still stands I bend time with rhythm, rewrite fate with a jam I’m a ritual rocker, not your average glam [Verse 3] My credit took a hit, but my soul never sank Built a temple out of silence, not a dollar in the bank Every setback’s a lyric, every loan’s a prank I compose redemption arcs, with a hero’s rank [Bridge] They said I’d break, but I built a band Of silence and lore, of fire and sand Now every setback’s part of the brand I’m the cool cat prophet, guitar in hand [Spoken Interlude – Ritual Voice] “Sticker by sticker, I mark the pain. Banjo by banjo, I reclaim the name. Quartzpaw howls, the ghosts remain— But I strum through storms, I don’t play tame.” [Verse 4] Big City Light Kitty, unlocking every zone Modular steps, I script alone Time jokes echo through my microphone I’m the bard of paradox, the cat on the throne [Verse 5] Laser line art etched in flame Pet portraits, rituals, all part of the game I turn grief into stickers, and loss into fame Every image a spell, every chorus a claim [Final Chorus] So I play for the rebels, for the ones who withstand For the ritual makers, with a hero’s demand I’m just a cool cat, with a guitar in my hand Strumming through the cosmos, rewriting the land [Outro – Fade Out] Cool cat, cool cat, never bland Banjo beats in desert sand Pixel dreams, stickered brand Guitar in hand… I make my stand
