HATE WINS

[Heavy djent guitar + kalimba intro with choir vocal stabs] [Verse 1: half-spoken, detached] they set me on the mark where the spotlight bends paint on my mouth in a curve that never ends the gears in my chest keep the rhythm precise i bow to the room like i'm grateful for the price [Pre-Chorus: building, layered] count it down, one, two, three nobody's watching the real me four, five, six, the music swells seven, eight — and the curtain tells [Chorus: heavy, anthemic] crank it once, i'll dance till dawn crank it twice, the smile stays on brass lung breathing, tin heart never hate wins, hate wins forever [Verse 2: rapped, attitude] they oiled my joints with a different excuse called it devotion, called it the muse i used to ask why, now i just perform counting the chimes like they're keeping me warm [Post-Chorus: vocal chops] (tick tock, tick tock — that's the only sound i know) (tick tock, tick tock — watch the puppet steal the show) (tick tock, tick tock — that's the only sound i know) [Breakdown: deathcore growls] hate — and the key won't stop hate— and the music drops hate — i'm a body on loan hate — dancing alone [Bridge: ethereal, vulnerable] if i could stop the spring just once just to feel the silence for an hour i'd trade the cheering for the dust i'd trade the stage for something ours [Final Chorus: layered, intense] crank it once, i'll dance till dawn crank it twice, the smile stays on brass lung breaking, tin heart shivers hate wins, but hate delivers