Glitchcore / rage hyperpop English male vocal prompt: 172 BPM, fluctuating ±8 BPM mid-track, G minor, bitter overstimulated frustration edged with sheepish, defensive vulnerability. Core instrumentation: clipping sawtooth 808s, bitcrushed trap-metal snare rushes, randomly warped detuned synth leads, smudged pulverized piano sample chops, Game Boy Color soundfont stabs, dial-up modem error glitches, heavily auto-tuned male vocals with formant shifts and ragged half-screamed emo delivery. Lyrics follow a fragmented, non-linear narrative of spiraling after bailing mid-house party to scroll old chat logs alone, blending snarky internet slang, snappy, punchy mosh-ready lines, glitch-cut asides, and raw unguarded lines about craving connection even when every digital notification feels like an electric shock.
Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse] Left the party fast Knew it wouldn't last Bass was way too loud Hate every single crowd Stumbling down the street Heart skip a digital beat Social battery is dead Voices in my head [Pre-Chorus] Blue light in my eyes Telling all these lies I am doing fine Crossing every line [Chorus] Static in my brain I am going insane Every ping is a shock Check the digital clock I need you, I don't You will, you won't Break the screen, let it bleed Everything I need [Post-Chorus] Glitch out, freak out What is this about? Glitch out, freak out Shut your stupid mouth [Break] [Verse] Scrolling through the logs Feeling like a dog You ghosted on the read That is all I need I’m a clown, I’m a fool Breaking every rule Screen time at a peak I am feeling weak [Pre-Chorus] Battery at one percent Wonder where the time went I am doing fine Crossing every line [Chorus] Static in my brain I am going insane Every ping is a shock Check the digital clock I need you, I don't You will, you won't Break the screen, let it bleed Everything I need [Bridge] Error code four-oh-four Can’t take it no more System crash, hard drive Barely feel alive Fragmented, broken, cold Do what I am told Connection lost, signal dead Echoes in my head [Breakdown] Jump, jump, hit the floor I don't want to talk no more Ping, ping, notification Digital suffocation [Chorus] Static in my brain I am going insane Every ping is a shock Check the digital clock I need you, I don't You will, you won't Break the screen, let it bleed Everything I need [Post-Chorus] Glitch out, freak out What is this about? Glitch out, freak out Shut your stupid mouth [Outro]
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