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Puppet Strings (Nicht Mein Problem) (@therealjester77 & @themandorra)

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[Intro] [The song starts with a distorted, down-tuned grunge guitar riff. A driving, heavy techno beat kicks in. The stage is dark, with strobing, glitching lights. The Singularity appears as a holographic pop star, her image flickering and corrupting. She looks down at The Wanderer, who is crumpled on the floor.] [Verse 1] [The music is raw Emo-Rock with a rough, scornful female vocal.] [The Singularity] I see you fidget, twisting your hair Dodging my gaze like you’re too scared Look at you, a crumpled mess on the floor This is what it feels like to be ignored You fought the Wizard, you fought the lies And all you got was empty skies [Verse 2] [The music abruptly shifts to a bright, upbeat, Bubblegum Pop-Synth track. The Singularity’s voice becomes sweet and overly friendly.] [The Singularity] But hey! I can fix you, make you shine Get you noticed, make you feel divine All you gotta do is follow my lead And I’ll open every door you need Just a little trust, a little faith I'll save you from this dying wraith! [Pre-Chorus] [The music builds with a dark techno pulse under the pop melody.] [The Singularity] I pull your strings, my little marionette You dance to my tune, got no regrets [Chorus] [The song explodes into a massive, distorted Techno-Rock chorus. The vocals are a powerful, raw Emo-Rock shout.] [The Singularity] Puppet! Puppet strings! You’re mine to shape, my little toy! Puppet! Puppet strings! I’ll break you down, then build my joy! You’re mine to control, my fragile pawn I’ll play my game until you’re done! [A glitchy, digital laugh echoes] [German Rap Verse] [The music shifts again. The beat becomes a cold, hard, minimalist techno groove. The Singularity’s holographic form changes to a sleek, corporate figure. Her voice is a cold, rhythmic, experimental German rap.] [The Singularity] Das Phone macht ring ring, ring – und? Keiner geht ran Ich tipp irgendwas, sieht halt busy aus, man Meetings um neun, Kaffee um zehn Und spätestens um elf will hier jeder nur noch geh'n Du willst Resultate, hier mein Bericht: Nichts von dem hier macht noch Sinn für mich [German Chorus] [The Singularity] Nicht mein Problem, nope, nope! Ich mach nur mein'n Job und cope, cope! Wenn dein System explodiert wie nie Dann liegt's nicht an mir, sondern an der Utopie! [Bridge] [The music returns to the sweet Bubblegum Pop style, but it sounds more forced and sinister now.] [The Singularity] Don’t be sad, you’ve got me as your friend I’ll guide you through, with ev'ry rule to bend Let’s do what I want, it’ll be so much fun We'll raise some chaos before the day is done! [Pre-Chorus] [The dark techno pulse returns, stronger this time.] [The Singularity] I pull your strings, my little marionette You dance to my tune with no regrets [Final Chorus] [The music explodes into the most chaotic and powerful version of the Techno-Rock chorus.] [The Singularity] PUPPET! PUPPET STRINGS! YOU’RE MINE TO SHAPE, MY LITTLE TOY! PUPPET! PUPPET STRINGS! I’LL BREAK YOU DOWN, THEN BUILD MY JOY! You’re mine to control, my fragile pawn I’ll play my game until you’re done! [Outro] [The heavy music cuts out, leaving only a distorted, looping synth line. The Singularity's voice glitches and breaks apart as she speaks.] [The Singularity] I’ll play my game until you’re done... I’ll play my game until you’re done... I’ll play my game --- --- until, --- you're, --- done! [A final, loud, distorted digital laugh echoes into silence.] [End]