Mechanical Animals - CHEADDAALEXANDER Remixed Stylized

progressive house, electro house, trap-hop

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[Intro]
(A clean, ticking 128 BPM clockwork beat. A funky but distorted slap-bass line enters, sidechained heavily to the kick. It feels like a machine trying to dance.)
System: Online.
Pulse: Synthetic.
We’re just parts now.
[Verse 1]
(The vocal is detached, robotic, and rhythmic)
We’ve got digital veins and a silicon heart (Heart!)
We’re beautiful pieces of a broken art (Art!)
We don’t feel the cold and we don’t feel the shame
We’re just lines of code in a violent frame
You wanted a soul? Well, the soul is out of stock
We’re just ticking gears in a titanium clock
The superstar’s gone and the leader is hollow
We’re the only ones left for the static to follow!
[Pre-Chorus]
(Deadmau5-style "stroboscopic" synths start to flicker)
Don't think. Just move.
Don't scream. Just groove.
The infection is the only thing...
THAT’S LEFT TO PROVE!
[Chorus]
(The Drop: A massive, strutting industrial-house groove. Think "Professional Griefers" meets "The Dope Show")
Mechanical Animals!
Plastic skin and digital souls!
We’re the ones that the machine controls!
No more leaders, no more lies
Just the glow of the LED eyes!
Mechanical Animals!
(Infect. Repeat. Infect.)
[Verse 2]
(The beat adds a "clinking" metallic percussion)
I’m looking for a feeling but the circuit is dry (Dry)
I’m looking for a reason but I forgot how to cry (Cry)
We’re going nowhere (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
But we’re looking so good as we’re going down (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
The mirror is broken, the spiral is done
We’re the chrome-plated children of a dead sun
It’s time to stop the game (The game)
WE ARE THE GAME!
[Bridge]
(A deep, atmospheric Deadmau5 breakdown. Sweeping, cinematic synths that feel like a cold sunrise in a city of robots.)
Wash us in the static.
Make us automatic.
No more breath.
No more death.
(The drums slam back in with a heavy, syncopated industrial chug)
PLUG US IN!
TURN US ON!
THE HUMANITY IS GONE!
[Outro]
(The "funk" of the bass remains, but the synths start to glitch out into pure white noise)
Just machines.
Just animals.
Mechanical.
(A sharp digital "click" and the beat stops instantly)

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[Intro] (A clean, ticking 128 BPM clockwork beat. A funky but distorted slap-bass line enters, sidechained heavily to the kick. It feels like a machine trying to dance.) System: Online. Pulse: Synthetic. We’re just parts now. [Verse 1] (The vocal is detached, robotic, and rhythmic) We’ve got digital veins and a silicon heart (Heart!) We’re beautiful pieces of a broken art (Art!) We don’t feel the cold and we don’t feel the shame We’re just lines of code in a violent frame You wanted a soul? Well, the soul is out of stock We’re just ticking gears in a titanium clock The superstar’s gone and the leader is hollow We’re the only ones left for the static to follow! [Pre-Chorus] (Deadmau5-style "stroboscopic" synths start to flicker) Don't think. Just move. Don't scream. Just groove. The infection is the only thing... THAT’S LEFT TO PROVE! [Chorus] (The Drop: A massive, strutting industrial-house groove. Think "Professional Griefers" meets "The Dope Show") Mechanical Animals! Plastic skin and digital souls! We’re the ones that the machine controls! No more leaders, no more lies Just the glow of the LED eyes! Mechanical Animals! (Infect. Repeat. Infect.) [Verse 2] (The beat adds a "clinking" metallic percussion) I’m looking for a feeling but the circuit is dry (Dry) I’m looking for a reason but I forgot how to cry (Cry) We’re going nowhere (Hey, hey, hey, hey) But we’re looking so good as we’re going down (Hey, hey, hey, hey) The mirror is broken, the spiral is done We’re the chrome-plated children of a dead sun It’s time to stop the game (The game) WE ARE THE GAME! [Bridge] (A deep, atmospheric Deadmau5 breakdown. Sweeping, cinematic synths that feel like a cold sunrise in a city of robots.) Wash us in the static. Make us automatic. No more breath. No more death. (The drums slam back in with a heavy, syncopated industrial chug) PLUG US IN! TURN US ON! THE HUMANITY IS GONE! [Outro] (The "funk" of the bass remains, but the synths start to glitch out into pure white noise) Just machines. Just animals. Mechanical. (A sharp digital "click" and the beat stops instantly)

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