
Not Your Barbie Doll ft. Poison Lilly
[Song Direction: Female-led gothic alternative metal for Poison Lily under Blackline Audio. Dark, dominant, sarcastic, and theatrical. Low haunted alto/mezzo verses, sharp seductive attitude, explosive belted choruses, slight rasp, rubato phrasing where needed. The arrangement should blend heavy down-tuned guitars, industrial pulse, distorted toybox/music-box textures, and a dangerous goth-rock edge without becoming comedic parody.] [Stereo Widening] [Analog Grit] [Dark Room Reverb] [Distorted Music Box Motif] [Heavy Down-Tuned Guitars] [Industrial Pulse] [Start] [Intro - Creepy Music Box, Sub Bass, Distant Guitar Swell, Rubato Vocal Delivery] Wind me up Dress me down Smile for the man Who wears the paper crown [Verse 1 - Low, Controlled, Seductive Threat] He said, baby, I could make you mine Buy you diamonds, make you shine Sit still, look pretty, don't speak too loud Be the perfect thing in a perfect house A pretty mouth that always obeys A mannequin to be displayed I let him think I could be trained He'll soon learn I won't be contained [Pre-Chorus - Building Drums, Tension Rising] You want me silent You want me small You want a trophy On your wall Wrapped in plastic Picture-perfect So fantastic But this is all so tragic [Chorus - Heavy Alternative Metal, Wide Vocals, Big Hook] I'm not your Barbie doll Not some wind-up toy For some silly soy boy Thinking money could buy it all I'm not your Barbie doll I don't bend, I don't beg, I don't crawl You can flash your cash But you don't own me at all [Verse 2 - Dark Groove, Taunting Vocal] He said, baby, "Be reasonable" I said, baby, "You're unbelievable" I'm wise to your charade He promised riches, promised fame But wanted a pet he could cage Arm candy he could put on display But I don't sell my soul For some pocket change [Pre-Chorus - More Aggressive, Vocal Stabs] You want me polished You want me tame You said one day I'd wear your name Always smiling While you pull the strings But I don't play nice Just 'cause you give me a ring [Chorus - Bigger, Heavier, Gang Vocal Accents] I'm not your Barbie doll Not some wind-up toy For some silly soy boy Thinking money could buy it all I'm not your Barbie doll I don't bend, I don't beg, I don't crawl You can flash your cash But you don't own me at all [Post-Chorus - Toybox Melody Turns Distorted] Wind me up Watch me come alive Pretty little thing Beneath the spotlight Dress me up Like I'm your prize But your whole world Sits on a throne of lies [Bridge - Half-Time Breakdown, Dominant Spoken-Sung Vocal] To hell with your money And your pretty little lies You stand before my altar Where your delusion must die I don't need a pay-pig prince Who has more dollars than sense In the end, you must be shown I was never for sale Never yours to own [Breakdown - Heavy, Industrial, Sharp Vocal Hits] Not your doll For your bed Not your dog Made to beg Not your toy In a frame Just for you To display [Final Chorus - Full Power, Belted Vocal, Layered Harmonies] I'm not your Barbie doll Not some wind-up toy For some silly soy boy Thinking money could buy it all I'm not your Barbie doll I won't bend, I won't beg, I'll never crawl This will never be a world Where I will ever be yours at all [Outro - Music Box Returns Broken, Guitar Feedback, Whispered Final Line] You wownd me up Now I put you down Here ends the man Who wore a paper crown [Whispered] I'm nobody's Barbie doll [End]


