Write alternative rock lyrics for fierce gritty female vocals in the vein of Courtney Love, L7, and Veruca Salt, 132 BPM, drop-C# tuned fuzzed rhythm guitars, thundering distorted bass, hard-hitting drum kit, minor key, sharp quiet-loud dynamic shifts, moving from tight snarky snarls to raw wailed climaxes. Narrative follows a woman ditching her toxic dead-end retail job mid-shift, knocking over a display of cheap branded merch on her way out, rejecting the suffocating small-town expectation to shrink herself to fit other people’s small plans. Defiant, giddy-fierce, unapologetically explosive, imagery includes scuffed work boots, sticky breakroom linoleum, cracked parking lot asphalt, the cold wind hitting her face the second she slams the shop door behind her.
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[Intro] [Verse] Scuffed up boots on the linoleum Breathing in the stale petroleum Clock is ticking like a ticking bomb I forgot where I even came from Fluorescent lights make me look dead With all these voices in my head Manager’s breath smells like old coffee He thinks he’s got a hold of me [Pre-Chorus] One more 'can I help you' plea Is the death of the girl in me I’m done playing the quiet part With a riot beating in my heart [Chorus] Slam the glass and taste the air I don’t care if it isn’t fair Watch the glitter hit the floor I don’t work here anymore! No more shrinking to fit the frame I’m the fire, I’m the flame! [Post-Chorus] Yeah, I'm the flame! Burn the name! Not the same! [Verse] Knock the rack of polyester shirts I don’t care if the company hurts Cheap-ass mugs and the plastic toys Making such a beautiful noise Acrylic stands and the branded pens I’m never coming back again The discount bin is a pile of lies I see the terror in your eyes [Pre-Chorus] The exit sign is a neon god And I’m the one who’s acting odd I’m done playing the quiet part With a riot beating in my heart [Chorus] Slam the glass and taste the air I don’t care if it isn’t fair Watch the glitter hit the floor I don’t work here anymore! No more shrinking to fit the frame I’m the fire, I’m the flame! [Bridge] Cracked asphalt under my heels You don't know how freedom feels Small town minds in a small town box I'm the one who breaks the locks! The wind is cold and the sky is wide There’s nowhere left for me to hide And I don’t want to hide! I don’t want to hide! [Solo] [Chorus] Slam the glass and taste the air I don’t care if it isn’t fair Watch the glitter hit the floor I don’t work here anymore! No more shrinking to fit the frame I’m the fire, I’m the flame! [Post-Chorus] Yeah, I'm the flame! Burn the name! Not the same! [Outro]
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