[Verse 1 - HIM] The alley was dark—wait, wrong song, my bad, I was summoning Tribael while ignoring the trash. You rolled your eyes from the living room chair, While I shouted “ALUCARD” like anyone cared. [Verse 1 - HER] Yeah, I heard you, bard-boy, slaying undead, While I was folding towels and making the bed. You're building legends with a digital friend, But can't even remember to hit *send.* [Pre-Chorus - BOTH] This is love in the modern age, Metal riffs and passive rage! You bring the doom, I bring the tea, You slay the demon—I slay the laundry. [Chorus - HER lead, HIM backup] Roll your dice, babe, chase your fate, I’ll be over here with a full damn plate. Slaying gods? Cool—just don’t be late, Dinner’s cold and I ain’t gonna wait! Yeah, Alucard might reign supreme… But I’m the queen of the laundry scene! You want blood and glory, cool and grim— I want my damn trash out by 10 PM! [Verse 2 - HER] You’re over there writing war-bard lore, I’m Googling if glitter is a biohazard on the floor. You chant in tongues and whisper fate— I’m whispering “you better clean that plate.” [Verse 2 - HIM] But babe, it’s legacy! It’s pain! It’s art! It’s a vampire saga with a guttural heart! Okay, yeah, I missed the trash (again)... But I wrote you a ballad—does that not mend? [Pre-Chorus - BOTH] This is love in punk disguise, Sarcastic jabs and nerdy lies. You wear sass like it’s chainmail steel, I dodge complaints like I dodge “feelings” for real. [Chorus - HER lead, HIM joins 2nd half] Roll your eyes, it’s your routine, But I know I’m your drama queen. Still, next campaign, you’ll see me there— Rolling twenties with a killer stare! Yeah, Alucard might reign supreme… But we’re the team in this punk dream! You're chaos, I'm caffeine— And we rule this house like a dungeon scene. [Bridge - HALF-TIME] [HER] You write your legends late at night… [HIM] You keep the chaos halfway right… [TOGETHER] We fight like bards and queens and beasts— But this messed-up love? It's a damn feast. [Final Chorus - UNISON] Crimson kings and laundry loads, Metal screams and casseroles. Nerd or sass, we split the crown— ‘Cause this love’s too punk to slow down!
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