[Intro] (Spoken, over a distant, pulsating bass and building industrial noise) Yeah. I can hear you whispering. I can feel your eyes on my back. All those years. All those fucking years. (Beat drops with a heavy, distorted kick and metallic clang) [Verse 1] (Gritty, spoken-word style) You took my lunch money, you laughed at my clothes. You pushed me in the hallway, everybody knows. You built your little empire on my silent pain. Throwing all your shade, hoping I'd drown in the rain. But the rain, it washed me clean, see? Forged something hard and mean in me. I’m not the girl you used to know, that's for sure. I've been reforged in the foundry floor. [Pre-Chorus] (Sung with a rising intensity, synths building) The tremble in my hands is gone. The fear is just a phantom now. I've been saving all my strength for this... So take your best shot. Take your best shot. [Chorus] (Aggressive, shouted female vocals, driving industrial beat) Come at me, bitch! See what I become. Come at me, bitch! The suffering’s done. I'm pulling up my sleeves, I'm taking off the rings. Come at me, bitch! I've grown my fucking wings. (Catchy, anthemic, meant to be shouted along to) [Verse 2] (Slightly more melodic but still gritty) You built your walls from my apologies. You fed your ego on my insecurities. But every scar you gave me taught me how to fight. Turned my darkest days into my guiding light. So post your lies, send your goons, do your worst. I've been drinking poison, now my own thirst. You'll find the table's turned, the hunter is now the prey. And I've been practicing for judgment day. [Pre-Chorus] (Same build as before, more intense) The tremble in my hands is gone. The fear is just a phantom now. I've been saving all my strength for this... So take your best shot. Take your best shot. [Chorus] (Aggressive, shouted female vocals, driving industrial beat) Come at me, bitch! See what I become. Come at me, bitch! The suffering’s done. I'm pulling up my sleeves, I'm taking off the rings. Come at me, bitch! I've grown my fucking wings. [Bridge] (Music pulls back, heavy, atmospheric synths and a pounding, simple kick drum. Vocals are a low, menacing whisper) You wanted a victim? (Clank) You wanted a ghost? (Clank) You wanted a shadow you could hurt the most? (Beat builds back in with full force) Well, open your eyes. The ghost is right here. And I'm not asking for your fear. I'm demanding you see me. (Shouted) SEE ME! [Guitar/Synth Solo] (Angular, distorted, dissonant synth or industrial guitar solo over the relentless bassline. Full of aggression and pent-up release.) [Chorus] (Aggressive, shouted female vocals, even more chaotic and raw than before) Come at me, bitch! See what I become! Come at me, bitch! The suffering’s done! I'm pulling up my sleeves, I'm taking off the rings! Come at me, bitch! I've grown my fucking wings! [Outro] (Music begins to break down, becoming more mechanical and repetitive. Vocals are heavily distorted and chopped up.) ...at me... bitch... ...at me... bitch... ...see what I've become... ...see what I've... (Music cuts out abruptly, leaving only the sound of a single, resonating industrial clang that fades to silence.)
