[Intro – Spooky Laugh & Feedback Whine] "Ready? OK!" "B-L-I-S-S — time to make a mess!" [Chainsaw rev sound – but electric, rhythmic] [Verse 1 – Wickedly Cheerful] She’s got a hockey mask, jade green skull, Pom-poms soaked in glitter and gall. Skirt swish sharp like a razor twist, Don’t blink or you’ll miss Bliss. Marchin’ through Woodcrest, boots go stomp, Guitar slung low with that chainsaw chomp. Spikes on the neck, rubber teeth grind, She’s here to shock — and she’s not kind. [Pre-Chorus – Pitched Like a Cheer Stomp] Rah rah, scream and scatter! Likes go up with every splatter! Not blood, babe — just fear and thrill, She’s the queen of the highlight reel. [Chorus – Shout-Along Mayhem] It’s the Bliss Chainsaw Massacre! Likes, laughs, and a lil' blood blur. She’s cute! She’s cruel! She’s comin’ fast — Swingin’ that axe like a backstage pass. Cheerleader? Try cheerbleeder, hon — She don’t stop when the crowd starts to run. It’s chaos, sugar — stylish disaster… The Bliss Chainsaw Massacre! [Verse 2 – Playful & Psychotic] Snaps a selfie with a wicked grin, Painted nails and a double spin. Rides her board past the football field, Leaves behind hearts completely unsealed. She ain’t mad — she’s magnificent, Glam-core terror with cheer event grit. Every cut a perfect slice, Of TikToks, screams, and stage light ice. [Pre-Chorus – With Crowd Chants] Chop chop! Clap clap! Run that reel and watch it slap! Pink smoke, green glow — She’s viral, babe, just so you know! [Chorus – Bigger, With Crowd Singing] It’s the Bliss Chainsaw Massacre! Candy teeth and attitude slurs. Spikes on her strap, stickers on her blade, This cheer queen never fades. Pep rally? No — this is war, Mascots run, coaches hit the floor! She’s mean, she’s glam, she’s faster… It’s the Bliss Chainsaw Massacre! [Bridge – Chainsaw Break & Whispered Monologue] “I didn’t come to play nice.” “I came to cut the silence.” [Chainsaw guitar solo — scratchy, shrieking, wild] [Final Chorus – Full Glitter Mayhem, All-In Vocals] Bliss Chainsaw Massacre! She smiles as the echoes purr. No blood, no gore — just stylized fear, And 10,000 fans in wild cheer. She’ll scare ya cute, thrill ya cold, Turn hallway legends into gold. Call her psycho, call her master — Just don’t forget: She’s Bliss. And this is her massacre. [Outro – Cheerleader Cadence, Dark and Sweet] "Gimme a B!" "Gimme an L!" "Gimme a scream... 'cause you're goin' through hell!" [Chainsaw rev + cheeky wink] "Thanks for the likes."
