[Song Title] CATFISHING: Tits for Hits, Abs for Eyes [Lyrics] [Keyboard Overture – Moog & Hammond swell into rising tension → sudden full silence] [Shock Intro – electric guitar explodes in alone with distorted harmonic scream; band slams in one beat late] [Verse 1 – male lead over stripped beat] Tits for hits, abs for eyes Both sides trading weaponized lies Scroll feed slick with sweat and shine— [band cuts out] —cold fake heat crossing the line [Band crashes back in] Flex hard bodies, borrowed names Two street ghosts in mirrored games We sell the glow, we ride pretend Truth gets strangled where the filters bend [Female counter – dry, unaccompanied] Every mask cuts both ways. [Pre-Chorus – slow build → fake drop] Pulse drops low… stakes climb high… Tight jaw smiles and a razor lie— [total silence] [Chorus detonates full band] Tits for hits, abs for eyes Catfishing stripped and raw Glitter talk and polished fraud Under the gloss we smell the rot Catfishing, nowhere to run Truth crashes down like a fired gun [Instrumental Shock Break – guitar solo interrupted by half-time funk groove, then sudden double-time sprint] [Verse 2 – rhythm shifts mid-line] Late-night talk in a coded grind Reading scars with a split-screen— [tempo flips faster] —mind timelines smear and details crack My clean fake meets her mirror back Screenshots burn, crystal clear Two hard shadows closing near Selling heat we never live Signing debts we cannot give [Bridge – spoken over ambient guitar] Mask ripped off. Air turns thin. Bare-wire nerves under skin. [Band erupts back in] No crowns left, no avatars Just raw intent and open scars [Final Chorus – extended with rising key lift] Tits for hits, abs for eyes Catfishing dragged to light All that glitter, all that gloss We name the ghost and count the cost Catfishing, nowhere to hide Truth stands naked, electrified [Outro – guitar leitmotif slows → reverses → final distorted crash]
