[Intro — dry vocal, LEFT] Cold street. Dead wire. [RIGHT — distorted] Something's moving. [Beat hits] [Verse 1 — post-punk rhythm] Grey walls, wet asphalt, red light through the glass. Boots hit, head low, night moves way too slow. I hear the city breathing through the concrete, metal in my teeth, static underneath. [Hard L/R flip] LEFT— RIGHT— Gone. [Pre-Drop] Don't look back. Don't— [Cut] [DROP] [Hook — distorted, half-sung] DEAD FREQUENCY! RUNNING THROUGH THE FLOOR! DEAD FREQUENCY! KICKING DOWN THE DOOR! [LEFT — quiet] Cold. [RIGHT — loud] LOUD. [Beat slam] [Verse 2 — clipped / rhythmic] Black coat. White flash. Cheap lights. Heart attack. Street bends. Time slips. Bass crawls through the fingertips. No melody— just pressure. No direction— just measure. [Beat cuts] [LEFT whisper] You hear it? [RIGHT shout] TOO LATE. [DROP 2] DEAD— FREQUENCY! DEAD— FREQUENCY! [Instrumental — distorted bass + post-punk guitar] [Bridge — low, detached] Everybody looks like ghosts tonight. Everybody moves under broken light. Then— [Silence] One guitar hit. [RIGHT] RUN. [FINAL DROP — chaotic] DEAD FREQUENCY! BLACK SKY! DEAD FREQUENCY! RED EYES! Guitar— BASS— DRUMS— STATIC— [Rapid L/R cuts] LEFT! RIGHT! LEFT! RIGHT! [Full impact] DEAD FREQUENCY! [Beat stops] [Whisper — center] Still alive.
