[Intro - lo-fi garage punk, count-in, shouted gang vocals, dirty amp noise] One—two—oh no— Something ain’t right below— [Verse 1 - fast garage punk, raw shouted vocal, loose live-room drums, blown-out guitars] Packed in tight, bodies collide, Sweat and spit, no place to hide. Bass drops hard, I lose control— Something just betrayed my soul. Knees go weak but I won’t quit, Crowd goes wild, I’m deep in it. Feel the rumble, feel the dread— Pray to gods I’ve never met. [Pre-Chorus - brief slowdown, tense, bass and drums building] Something slipped… I felt it slide— No escape, nowhere to hide… [Chorus - huge hardcore gang vocals, catchy punk hook, crushing djent guitars underneath] SHARTED DURING THE BREAKDOWN! Still throwing fists, still going down! Didn’t stop, didn’t quit— Just powered through the pit! SHARTED DURING THE BREAKDOWN! Dignity is gone right now! If you smell it, don’t look at me— This is punk rock tragedy! [Verse 2 - faster, more chaotic punk, gritty bass, increasingly frantic drums] Guitar screaming, crowd explodes, I’m fighting battles no one knows. Every step a risky move, Still locked into the groove. Drummer’s faster, I feel worse, This might be my final verse. But I’ll die before I flee— THIS FUCKING PIT BELONGS TO ME! [Breakdown][Instrumental | disgusting: slow, low, repetitive drop-E chugs with feedback squeals over frantic punk drums] [Pre-Chorus - brief slowdown, tense, bass and drums building] Too far gone… no turning back— Commit to chaos, stay on track— [Final Chorus - maximum energy, hardcore gang vocals, punk speed with djent accents] SHARTED DURING THE BREAKDOWN! No retreat, I stand my ground! Legs are shaking, soul is torn— A legend filthy, newly born! Hold… the… line… Ignore… the… crime… If you slip, just blame the floor— No one leaves this pit pure! SHARTED DURING THE BREAKDOWN! Still the loudest in this town! You can judge but I don’t care— I survived the warfare! [Outro - instruments collapsing into feedback, crowd chanting] SHARTED! DURING! THE! BREAKDOWN! [Feedback] ...I think someone noticed. [Drum hit] ONE—TWO—THREE—FOUR!
