Choose (Red or Blue) ©nobotaro 2026 [Intro | Glitch ambience / Radio interference / Threatening spoken voice] Wake up. Or rot. Choose. [Verse 1 | Fast / Aggressive / Tight rhythm / Distorted guitars enter] Open your eyes — numbers bleed through the sky What you called “real” was a draft, a lie Morning, night same dead loop You don’t decide — you’re executed “Don’t question.” Soft voice. That’s the poison. That’s the choice. [Pre-Chorus | Tension rises / Drums build / Bass intensifies / Layers gradually increase] Freedom is not given Options are erased [Chorus | Full band explodes / Massive guitars / Wide gang vocals / Heavy impact] Red or Blue — pick your cage Truth burns slow through your veins Red or Blue — no return Once you see it lies don’t work [Post-Chorus | Half-time groove / Mechanical pulse / Cold atmosphere] Red… Blue… Still the same. [Verse 2 | Lower dynamics / Mechanical groove / Spoken-sung delivery / Dark tension] Walls you trusted? Just a pen Sky you worshipped? Just a screen No heroes No gods No masters pulling strings Comfort is the leash You kissed it every day Red or Blue? Still the same. Different colors. Same machine. [Build | Synth noise rises / Drums accelerate / Feedback swells / Crowd begins to join] [Chant | Riot / Call & Response / Crowd vocals / Maximum energy] SEE IT! BREAK IT! UNPLUG! WAKE UP! Again! SEE IT! BREAK IT! UNPLUG! WAKE UP! [Bridge | Everything drops except bass and voice / Suspense / Slow rebuild] They said “This is how the world works” Yeah — because they built it [Bridge Build | Snare march / Noise wall grows / Guitar feedback / Choir enters] Red… or… Blue… Choose. [Final Chorus | Double-time energy / Full band / Choir / Crowd chants / Maximum intensity] No program No control Burn the script Break the mold This body’s not rented This mind’s not code I am not managed I am not owned Red or Blue? Not anymore. [Final Breakdown | Instruments collapse / Only pulse and voice remain] Wake up. [Outro | Glitch collapse / Digital artifacts fade / Mic cut] Don’t pray. Don’t obey. Think. No more colors. (Mic cut)
