Sugar, Spice, and Ruin (ver 2)

[Intro - Soft, Eerie Music Box & Bubbly Synth] [Delicate, sweet, innocent voice] One, two, everything is fine... Just a helpful student staying right on time! A pastel smile, a teddy bear to hold... A very good girl, doing as she's told~ [Verse 1] Notebooks neat and a steady hand Best behavior in all the land Holding the door, pouring the tea Nobody looks at the monster in me Sugar and spice, keeping the peace Waiting for the moment when the leashes release [Pre-Chorus] [The synth starts to distort, a jagged, sharp edge in the voice] Tick-tock, the glass cage is cracking... Is that fear in your eyes I'm tracking? A little twitch... a sudden slip... Time to watch the sugar... rip. [Chorus - The Flip: Heavy Distorted Bass & Dark Industrial Metal] [Unhinged, terrifying voice, screaming-sweet] SWEET NIGHTMARE! Oozing from the seams! I'm the monster haunting all your little dreams! Corrosive black goo, eating through the floor You invited me right inside your front door! For him, I'll burn this whole school down to ash! A pretty little smile with a violent flash! [Verse 2] Seventeen years of a suffocating lie Watching all the pretty, perfect idols die Shigaraki saw the dark beneath the skin He didn't want me pure—he let the ruin in! So call me your favorite, call me your pet The sweetest little mole you'll ever regret! [Bridge - Whispered, Hallucinogenic, Heavy Drop] [Echoing, eerie vocal distortion] Can you smell the sugar turning sour? Just a few more seconds till the final hour... Look into my eyes... don't look away... There’s no escape here. Not today. [Final Chorus - Maximum Intensity, Blasting Guitars & Glitch Beats] SWEET NIGHTMARE! Oozing from the seams! I'm the monster haunting all your little dreams! Corrosive black goo, eating through the floor You invited me right inside your front door! For him, I'll burn this whole school down to ash! A pretty little smile with a violent flash! [Outro - Snapping instantly back to Bubbly Synth & Music Box] [High-pitched, sweet, innocent civilian voice] ...Did you need help carrying your books, hero? [A soft, wicked, echoing giggle] Oops. My hand slipped.