A Line Is A Line🔥❤️‍🔥(ft Phoenix Rising)

[Verse 1 - female alone] [Bar 1 - female alone; low controlled spoken-rap; sparse bass, choked guitar stabs; long phrases, sharp endings] You gone took my image, used it, like it meant nothing, Like there was never a real woman behind that face that you were using. With feelings, an with boundaries, with every damn right to just feel safe You ignored all that I am for your own perverted sake [Bar 2 - female alone; sudden double-time on lines 2-3; clipped syncopation; crooked tom accents, tight guitar pulse] You don’t get to use me just because you think you can, Then act like I am nothing when I’m askin’ you to understand. You don’t even come to my page, an you don’t even show your support, You don’t even ever like my songs, just go think I’m there for yours [Bar 3 - female alone; half-time swagger; melodic sneer, descending endings; bass slides, stop-start riff] So you’ll use me on your songs, every damn time it benefits you, Like I’m just a fucken shadow an you’re entitled free to use. I never ever said you could go cross that line, So why are you acting like it’s all fine? [Bar 4 - female alone; rapid first two lines, deliberate last two; chest voice intensifies; rising guitar tension] Do you know what it feels like to go an have your image taken, while your boundaries sit idle and somewhere close to almost broken? I’m not a goddamn character, not something here for you to own, There’s a real person hurting behind what you’ve gone a shown. [Pre-Chorus - female alone; rising melodic accusation; bass climbs, toms accelerate; cut to one beat of silence] And no matter how harmless you pretend it may seem, You don’t get to make a woman uncomfortable just to serve your own damn dream [Chorus - female alone; explosive chest-voice melodic chant; heavy guitars, huge low drums; same infectious four-note refrain each pair; hold NO, GO, STOP, LINE; replies rush then leave a gap] A fucken no means no Stop lookin all entranced as your eyes go woah oh woah A fucken go means go Don’t be wasting my time with your little dirty show oh woah A fucken stop means stop Don’t go flirting so you can try looking under that top A fucken line is a line Stop crossing over it every goddamn time [Spoken Pre-Verse - male alone; close dry mutter; instruments cut; bass pickup after trouble] Oh fuck my life here we go again Another motherfucker looking for trouble [Verse 2 - male alone] [Bar 1 - male alone; deep chest rasp; staggered half-time accusations; bursts on lines 3-4; heavy bass, isolated guitar hits] Why do you need someone to tell you You’ve gone and crossed the fucken line again Why you gotta put your twisted hopes and dreams Causing discomfort as you picture her in your bed A shame to everyone you ever knew Swear to god I hate an curse the day I met you When everything inside me is screaming out This hatred needs someplace to shout [Bar 2 - male alone; sudden super-fast triplet run; punch rhyme endings; quick breath after fire; muted riff races, drums stay spacious] You think they really like it when you admire Drooling at every single new attire With your head gone good gone got inspired Songs you think are the fucken fire When you gonna ever go retire This damn addiction an your desire Every girl you gone an ever followed Is for your damn dreams don’t be a fucken liar [Bar 3 - male alone; sarcastic low opening; switch to double-time on sanity through idiocracy; rubbery bass, displaced tom hits] No I don’t think I’m the goddamn goat Just Cause I respect basic humanity But I’m left here just sitting in the dark Wondering just when you’ve gone an lost your sanity Don’t gotta turn this into a tragedy Cough it up to born indecency I’ll give no fucken leniency When your middle name is idiocracy [Bar 4 - male alone; super-fast first two lines; then slower, heavier threats; rough chest belts on final two lines; riff widens] If this track makes you uncomfortable maybe you should go retrace your fucken actions Don’t go creeping with dirty fantasies cause you worry ‘bout bein’ flaccid Go and block me scream and hate me So long you fucken know where I stand I don’t give a fucken shit About the ones not worthy to be called a man [Break - male alone; dead silence, dry spoken question; whispered reply; rising cracked scream on AAAMMMM; one beat silence] Do I seem mad to you?? Yea well… MAYBE I AAAMMMM [Final Chorus - male alone; massive raspy melodic chant; same hook melody; full guitars, driving bass, heavy drums; gaps between pairs; last TIME held, hard stop] A fucken no means no Stop lookin all entranced as your eyes go woah A fucken go means go Don’t be wasting my time with your little dirty show A fucken stop means stop Don’t go flirting so you can try looking under that top A fucken line is a line Stop crossing over it every goddamn time