[Intro – Spoken Over Slow Accordion + Creaking Wood FX] “Pull my strings, darling… tighter this time. I want to feel like I’m breaking… into life.” [Verse 1] Crimson corset, ivory skin Lace-trimmed joints, ball-jointed sin I dance in glass behind velvet sheen A clockwork girl in a broken dream Stitched with sighs and dollhouse charms Hung from hooks in gilded arms You wind me up with every glance But I’m tired of dancing—I want the chance [Pre-Chorus – Whispered, Rising Tension] Let the threads snap… let the wood ache Twist my spine if it means I wake I’ll shatter for a taste of breath— To kiss like fire… or die like flesh… [Chorus – Full Ensemble, Sensual & Fierce] Make me real, make me scream— A girl of silk with a sinner’s dream! I’m stitched in lust, but I feel it burn— Wind me up… it’s my turn! Break the strings, set the stage— I’m not your puppet, I’m your cage! Whispers wound, but passion heals… Pull me close… Make me real. [Verse 2 – Faster Tempo, More Brazen] Candle eyes and velvet thighs A mask of grace, but hunger hides I’ve watched from shelves in perfect pose While others danced and dared to glow But now I crave that human ache A bleeding heart, a soul to shake Not porcelain—give me skin! I want to sin where souls begin [Pre-Chorus – Spoken / Half-Sung, Building into Screams] I don’t want strings—I want your teeth I want my lips to bruise beneath The kiss of truth, the flood of flame— The sweet, obscene delight of pain [Chorus – Repeat with Extra Emphasis] Make me real, make me scream— A marionette with molten dreams! I’m carved in shame, but stitched in heat— Pull the thread, I’ll rise complete! Tear the lace, bite the seal— Breathe your hunger, make it feel! Don’t you want to know what’s true? Wind me up… I’ll dance for you… [Bridge – Instrumental + Spoken Word, Erotic Madness] [*Calliope Swirl, Accordion Swells, Grinding Steam FX*] “He carved me pretty and bound my hips, but never dared to kiss my lips…” “Painted eyes can still cry blood… Make me whole beneath the flood…” [*Violin Solo – rising tension into full tempo return*] [Final Chorus – Octave Harmony, Screamed Finish] Make me real, make me rise! No more strings and no more lies! Lace me up, but don’t pretend— If you wind me now—I’ll break the end! Pulse and flame, rust and steel— Touch me once and make it real! I was made to pose and kneel… But I was born… TO FEEL! [Outro – Whispered Over Music Box & Slow Violin] “I remember… the way your hands trembled… when you reached for the puppet... and touched the woman instead.” [*FX: Strings snapping. Fade into deep sigh and ticking silence.*]
