[singer A — Intro — dirty cyberpunk, distorted bass, glitch, metallic scrapes, distant city noise, vinyl crackle, broken amp hum] [Vocal A: gritty, raspy, exhausted but sharp, close-mic, intimate, mocking, with dark humor] Heh… swipe… click! Upload your heart, asshole… (again?) [Verse 1 — slow heavy groove, distorted guitar chugs (muddy, overdriven, no polish), glitch stutters, cold synth pads, minimal kick/snare, lo-fi grit] [Vocal A: teasing, venomous, intimate whispers → cold sharpness, raspy, with dry humor] Plastic smile in a ghost-town cage, Barcode tears dried on her face. You pressed "create" out here in the waste… Funny. Finger push, no flesh, no fear… (still here?) Just sun-bleached bones in a cheap neon glow. Pick your skin, pick your scars, Perfect tits, perfect ass, (nice choice) Perfect body, empty heart. Still no pulse. (feel that?) Cooldown's ticking, hero's out of prayer. [Chorus A — explosive, dirty sub-drop, distorted bass, glitch chaos, overdriven guitars, punchy drums] [Vocal A: loud, commanding, mocking, dominant, raspy scream on key words] Please… insert soul… (insert) Slot's dry as this fuckin' desert. Please… insert soul… (c'mon) Or keep jerking off to your own advert. You built a pretty corpse in the sand, She ain't breathin'… She's just stock in demand. (cute, huh?) [transition] [singer B — Verse 2 — slower groove, dirtier bass, glitch artifacts, radio interference, broken machine sounds] [Vocal B: exhausted but still sharp, sarcastic, dark amusement, raspy, almost spoken] Vending dreams from a rusted machine, Quarter a fuck, cooldown resets, Same dead queen, different threats. Dancing for scraps while the vultures preen. You thumbs-up your own reflection, sweet thing… (narcissist) Look close — Even the mirror's laughing. [Chorus B — heavier, more aggressive, dirty sub-drop, distorted kicks, glitch chaos, cold synths, lo-fi grit] [Vocal B: more unhinged, theatrical, desperate but still in control, mocking, raspy] Please… insert soul… (insert) Nah — insert, nut, forget her name. (kidding?) Please… insert soul… Cooldown's the only foreplay left in the game. (pathetic) Empty vessel, wash, repeat, amen. [Bridge — stripped, dirty bass pulse, glitch artifacts, cold synth pad, silence gaps, broken machine sounds] [Vocal B: intimate, dangerous, whisper then build to explosive demand, raspy and raw] You want the throne out here in the dust? Then bleed, baby… bleed. (hurts, right?) You want her alive? Then feed the slot till the gears go raw — Grind till the plastic starts to gnaw. Insert… Insert… Insert soul, you pathetic fuck. (nothing?) [Breakdown — dirty guitar massacre, overdriven chugs, ring-mod, bitcrush, feedback, half-time groove, syncopated stabs, silence gaps] [Guitars: lo-fi, distorted, no polish, aggressive. Techniques: palm-muted chugs, dissonant bends, scrapes, harmonics, whammy, killswitch, feedback, dirty amp growl. Electronics: glitch, bitcrush, radio interference, cold arpeggios. Drums: heavy kick/snare, china, toms. Sub-bass locked.] [Vocals: both singers layered — aggressive, raspy, commanding, strained, angry] INSERT! SOUL! YOU THINK YOUR FINGER BUILDS A GOD? THE SLOT IS DRY — YOUR PRAYERS ARE CHEAP! INSERT! INSERT! OR WATCH YOUR PLASTIC ANGEL SLEEP! [transition] [singer A — Final Chorus — maximum intensity, dirty sub-drop, distorted kicks, glitch chaos, cold synths, heavy drums, overdriven guitars] [Vocal A: full power, theatrical, commanding, venomous, exhausted but victorious, raspy screams into whispers] C'MON. Finger push. No soul. No pause. (again) Please… insert soul… Your plastic angel's never comin' back. Whole glitter town's burnin' slow, 'Cause dolls don't cry… And heroes don't know. (do you?) [Outro — fade to glitch, static, dirty sub-bass decay, distant city noise, broken machine sounds, vinyl crackle] [Vocal A: exhausted whisper, intimate, cold, fading, then guttural edge, no polish] Try again, glitchfucker… Try again… Insert soul… …user buried. Connection lost. Who… next? (you?) [Guttural, raw, raspy, almost animalistic] It's the AUTOMATIC GACHA SLOT'S [Final feedback, dirty amp hum, vinyl crackle, then absolute silence.]
