[Intro – Spoken, deadpan over crackling vinyl] Club says closed. I say overruled. --- [Hook – chant, distorted vocoder layers] No leash. No chill. Claws flash. Blood spill. One look — they kneel. Fuck art — let’s kill. --- [Verse 1 – Arrival] Glitter stuck to my fangs like prey, Smoke parts when I move that way. Eyes on me like a siren flash, Lip gloss sharp and the beat gon’ crash. Said they want heat? I brought the sun, I ain’t danced yet—they already done. Blood on the claws, still cute though, Track starts bleeding when I step in slow. --- [Hook – repeat, heavier bass layer] No leash. No chill. Claws flash. Blood spill. One look — they kneel. Fuck art — let’s kill. --- [Verse 2 – Kill Mode] Floor drops with the weight of my name, Strobe cuts hard like I'm carving fame. No safe word, no stage dive, Just me and a room that won’t survive. This ain’t music, this a hunt in disguise, They blink once, and I’m behind their eyes. Too late now, I’m the pulse in the steel— You don’t dance here. You kneel. --- [Bridge / Breakdown – whispered over silence + riser] Still breathing? Fix that. --- [Final Hook – distorted layers + glitch FX] No leash. No chill. Claws flash. Blood spill. One look — they kneel. Fuck art — let’s kill. --- [Outro – spoken, low pitch, no beat] Party’s dead. You’re welcome.
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