[Intro:] [Glitchy synth stabs, distorted bass rips through—vocal stutter FX] [Instrumental][Fast Tempo][Ironic Mood][Building Intensity] [Verse 1:] [Fierce bratty female vocals, syncopated] Call me a glitch in your purity ring Sippin’ sins through a curly straw, zing Pink bubblegum with a razor inside I kissed the rules and they almost died Drippin’ in sarcasm, I don’t apologize Your therapist texts me late at night I broke your moral compass in half Used it as a hairpin—now do the math [Pre-Chorus:] [Pitch-shifted layered vocals] Red flags? I sew ‘em into skirts Giggling while the boundaries hurt Candy-coated dagger tongue Blah blah blah, I just begun—uh! [Chorus:] [Catchy, anthem-style hook, fast delivery] I’m your bad idea in a mini skirt Swipe right, now your ego’s hurt Talk virtue? I’ll spit in verse My innocence comes pre-rehearsed Pucker up, I’m a walking red alert Touch me wrong, you’ll leave in a hearse Cute on the surface, chaos covert I turn guilt into dessert [Post-Chorus:] [Spoken word/sarcastic tone with glitch FX] "Oops, I forgot to feel ashamed." "Did I just offend your filter bubble?" "Try again, sweetie." [Glitchy laughter] [Verse 2:] [Snarky vocal flips between singsong and rap] My skirt’s not too short, your brain is Cross your wires like I'm Saint Sin Sweet sixteen with a megaphone Shouting "yes" where they said "don't" Bragging rights in my lipstick case Kissed a priest—he lost his place Your dad said I was “unladylike” Cool, he still watches my TikToks at night [Pre-Chorus:] [More aggressive tone, doubled vocals] Halo’s fake, just plastic pride Rage in bows and bubble slides Confess your secrets in my chat Then blame me when your morals crack [Chorus:] [Same as above, but more intense] I’m your bad idea in a mini skirt Swipe right, now your ego’s hurt Talk virtue? I’ll spit in verse My innocence comes pre-rehearsed Pucker up, I’m a walking red alert Touch me wrong, you’ll leave in a hearse Cute on the surface, chaos covert I turn guilt into dessert [Break:] [Distorted bass, chaotic noise, whispered sarcasm] "I'm a sin snack, gluten-free, bite-sized blasphemy." "My birthstone’s probably a lawsuit." [Sudden drop—instrumental break] [Bridge:] [Stripped back, eerie glitch with bratty whisper delivery] Bite me, but spell it in Morse I moan like metaphors divorced Snap like gum, not your control Turned shame into a stripper pole [Hook:] [Explosive FX and layered harmonies] Trigger-happy tongue, taste taboo Flirt with fire like it's fondue Cute’s a lie, rebellion’s true Cross your lines then paint ‘em blue [Outro:] [Chopped vocals, pitch-stretched to glitch] I’m not a phase, I’m the glitch in the rulebook Dancing in your shame like it's my look Call me wild, call me worse— I’ll turn it into a chorus first [Fade Out:] [Echo/Delay FX][Reverb-heavy synths][Giggle loop fades into noise]
