Boss Fight Lullaby

rap, Hybrid alt-punk trap with metal edges; female vocals switching between soft, eerie croon and aggressive rap bark, Half-time drums with distorted 808 low-end, chugging guitars under moody cello lines, Verses stay minimal and tense, then explode into a huge hook with stacked harmonies and growled doubles; final chorus rides a rising wall of sound and feedback-like drones, metal, country, cello, female vocals, gentle, punk, deep

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[Verse 1] Cheer in the bleachers Whispers in my skull Rust on the bleachers Crowd goes dull Boot prints on a Bible Mud on my veins Lipstick like a rifle Smiling through the pain (ha) [Chorus] This is my boss fight lullaby Sweet little death in a pretty disguise Laugh while the whole damn world divides I don’t break I multiply Pray for your life when you see my eyes Soft as a hymn, then I weaponize Kiss you goodnight, then I cut the ties I don’t die I finalize [Verse 2] Trailer park halo Cig burns on the couch Grandma’s old radio Spitting rebel sound Graveyard in daylight Crosses made of stems Flowers in a gunfight Blooming from the end (yeah) [Bridge] Country dirt on designer shoes Southern drawl when I tell the truth Angel tone with a sinner’s proof I make the rules I make the rules (hey) Evil in a velvet dress Gentle when I’m at your neck Every level, every test I’m the last You’ll never best [Chorus] This is my boss fight lullaby Sweet little death in a pretty disguise Laugh while the whole damn world divides I don’t break I multiply Pray for your life when you see my eyes Soft as a hymn, then I weaponize Kiss you goodnight, then I cut the ties I don’t die I finalize

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