[Verse 1] (Breathy) They love to scare Constantly dare after dare (Breathy) Like always, it's (ad-lib) unbearable (Whispered) They love to (ad-lib) scare (Gritty) vibes from the trombone beat build hard (Echo) the bottle of (ad-lib) patience (Echo) The pressured bottled (ad-lib) anger explodes right on them (Whispered) Revenge and rage, or a (ad-lib) stage (Gritty) A new book worth (ad-lib) reading (Gritty) An author comes in and requests a (ad-lib) job (Staccato) What's on the first page? (the bottled anger) (Revenge and rage or a stage) (Gritty) If love is even (Echo) there (Gritty) racist music tries to get number one without (ad-lib) trying (Staccato) Is it, then, (Echo) where? (Ad-lib) I tried hard to (ad-lib) find it (Ad-lib) But to dead ends, I (ad-lib) walk (Gritty) Demolition sounds like bass blasts the speaker What? ((ad-lib) ) Talk! (dead ends I meet.) (Loving Maqam hymnal) [Aggressive Bass] [Chorus] (Experimental Maqam hymnal and Celtic hymnal fusion) (Breathy) Not all the (Echo) time Can you forget Screamed vocals inaudible The onset (Breathy) Some terrible (Echo) crime (Breathy) looking (Echo) behind On my (Echo) spine Ouch. (Gritty) S.t.f.u (Gritty)There's a horrid (Echo) stain And the sick possessive (Echo) slime (Breathy) shouted vocals scream at plagiarists for stealing prompts [Verse 2] Causing so much (Echo) pain I need to find my place to (Echo) shine I need those of whom are (Echo) mine Whispered words with emojis resonate in the intro You must not do those (Echo) things You p.o.s. What you honestly should (Gritty)not Because I'm not feeling too (Echo) fine Shouted staccato can't be too nasal Things get better and bad does (Echo) happen And they aren't my (Echo) fault You shouldn't (Echo) assault I'm mad! (Gritty) I.d.g.a.f (Gritty)It will bloodied (Ad-lib) It will be hurried (Gritty)It will be blunted (Gritty)I may be haunted And hunted [Breakdown] (Naqam hymnal, 90s 808 bass with trombone, Industrial opera) [Chorus] (Experimental Maqam hymnal and Celtic hymnal fusion) (Breathy) Not all the (Echo) time Can you forget Screamed vocals The onset (Breathy) Some terrible (Echo) crime (Breathy) looking (Echo) behind On my (Echo) spine (Gritty)There's a horrid (Echo) stain And the sick possessive (Echo) slime (Breathy) shouted vocals scream at plagiarists for stealing prompts [Outro] (Calm, spoken word, music winds down, calm, tired and Breathy , only Maqam and trombone) (Breathy) They love to scare Constantly dare after dare (Breathy) Like always, it's (ad-lib) unbearable (Whispered) They love to (ad-lib) scare (Gritty) vibes from the trombone beat build hard (Echo) the bottle of (ad-lib) patience (Echo) The pressured bottled (ad-lib) anger explodes right on them (Whispered) Revenge and rage, or a (ad-lib) stage (Gritty) A new book worth (ad-lib) reading (Gritty) An author comes in and requests a (ad-lib) job (Staccato) What's on the first page? (the bottled anger) (Revenge and rage or a stage) (Gritty) If love is even (Echo) there (Gritty) racist music tries to get number one without (ad-lib) trying (Staccato) Is it, then, (Echo) where? (Ad-lib) I tried hard to (ad-lib) find it (Ad-lib) But to dead ends, I (ad-lib) walk (Gritty) Demolition sounds like bass blasts the speaker What? ((ad-lib) ) Talk! (dead ends I meet.) (Loving Maqam hymnal) [Aggressive Bass]
