
[Intro] [Verse 1] I fucked up the first two minutes The momentum was right, the progression was set Then my strap came loose and the whole thing fell A wooden disaster, a personal hell It hit the floorboards with a sickening crack And there's no way to take the performance back But I’m not stopping, the tape is still spinning The improvisational era is finally beginning [Chorus] (Full band explodes back in, chaotic and aggressive) Dropping the guitar but keeping the beat! Playing the rhythm with the soles of my feet! You thought the song was over, you thought it was done! But the smooth cutting chaos has only begun! I'm building from the ground, I'm playing the floor! An indiecore breakdown like never before! [Verse 2] (Fast, technical guitar riffs with odd time signatures) I kicked the amplifier, I punched the mic stand Trying to find the rhythm with a broken right hand The feedback is howling, the frequency is wild I’m screaming at the room like a terrified child But the groove is still there, beneath all the noise A delicate balance of panic and poise The strings are all snapped, the bridge is torn out But I'm still delivering the absolute clout [Chorus] (Full band explodes, chaotic and aggressive) Dropping the guitar but keeping the beat! Playing the rhythm with the soles of my feet! You thought the song was over, you thought it was done! But the smooth cutting chaos has only begun! I'm building from the ground, I'm playing the floor! An indiecore breakdown like never before! [Bridge] (Frantic, shifting rhythm) It’s a brand new instrument, constructed of rage! I’m dragging the wreckage right across the stage! You wanted a solo? You wanted a riff? I’m giving you a cliff note, I'm jumping the cliff! The two-minute intro was a beautiful lie! To set up the moment that I chose to let it die! [Guitar Solo / Chaos] (No actual guitar solo. Just the sound of someone frantically hitting the body of a broken guitar while the bass and drums play complex progressive metal underneath) [Chorus] Dropping the guitar but keeping the beat! Playing the rhythm with the soles of my feet! You thought the song was over, you thought it was done! But the smooth cutting chaos has only begun! I'm building from the ground, I'm playing the floor! An indiecore breakdown like never before! [Outro] (Abrupt stop. Heavy breathing. A single string plucks randomly.) I meant to do that. (Immediate stop)

