Create English male vocals for 147 BPM, D minor phonk-witch house track. Core instrumentation: distorted 808 sub-bass with portamento, bitcrushed wooden cowbell patterns, reversed stretched 70s giallo film harpsichord samples, randomized velocity trap hi-hats, rusted factory gate slam percussive hits, buried detuned harmonium drones, vocals pitched 2.5 octaves down with cascading cathedral reverb, chopped occult spoken word fragments. Lyrics follow a dissociative first-person narrative of a drifter hiding a bloodstained locket in a pothole of a rain-soaked 1990s interstate rest stop, lingering on imagery of cracked neon no vacancy signs, half-buried roadkill, and static-faded radio sermons bleeding through car speakers. Tone is detached, menacing, laced with quiet existential dread, matching the codeine-drenched ritualistic atmosphere. Flow shifts between slow menacing trudge on verses and sharp double-time delivery on the hook, in the vein of Bones and Xavier Wulf.
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[Intro] [Verse] Rain hits the windshield glass Watch the grey shadows pass Tires spin in the grass Nothing is built to last Locket in my cold hand Buried in the wet sand No one will understand This is my final land [Chorus] Put it in the pothole deep Watch the dirty water seep Sermon on the radio makes me weep Lay the rusted metal down to sleep No vacancy light is red Rotting roadkill lying dead Voices screaming in my head Follow where the blood has led [Post-Chorus] Static in the dark Leaving no mark Cold metal spark Dogs start to bark [Verse] Giallo harpsichord plays low Moving where the headlights go D minor tempo slow Codeine makes the river flow Blood on the silver chain Washed by the heavy rain Numbing out all the pain Going down the highway drain [Bridge] Underneath the broken street Where the two horizons meet I can hear the 808 beat Iron gates slam in the heat Occult words on the breeze Choking on the rotten trees Fall down to my knees Begging for a cold freeze [Chorus] Put it in the pothole deep Watch the dirty water seep Sermon on the radio makes me weep Lay the rusted metal down to sleep No vacancy light is red Rotting roadkill lying dead Voices screaming in my head Follow where the blood has led [Post-Chorus] Static in the dark Leaving no mark Cold metal spark Dogs start to bark [Outro]
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