Glitchcore / cyberpunk pop lyrics prompt: Tempo: 190 BPM, A minor, sudden half-time glitch breakdowns, random 10 BPM lurches in transitions. Core instrumentation: warped square-wave chiptune arps instead of supersaws, chopped lo-fi piano samples in place of acoustic guitar, bitcrushed amen breaks, dial-up tone percussion, heavily formant-shifted Auto-Tuned male lead, bitcrushed backing screams, scattered hard drive click sound effects. Emotion: disoriented, giddy, bittersweet digital dissociation. Narrative: A rideshare e-scooter courier’s late-night dash through rain-slicked Shenzhen cyber-district, glitching AR navigation leading them to a half-erased pop-up server rave tucked between a broken hologram boba ad and a locked-down drone charging dock; lyrics touch on dead phone batteries, glitchy AR crush pings, static fizzing in the earbud comms, the split-second of glowing euphoria when the corrupted invite screen finally loads. Lyric reference: 100 gecs’ hyperactive fragmented punchlines, SOPHIE’s uncanny tender digital warmth, Arca’s warped cadence shifts.
Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse] Wet neon on the street Two wheels beneath my feet Shenzhen is burning blue My visor cuts in two AR is flashing red Static inside my head [Pre-Chorus] Battery at three percent Signal is transient You sent a glitchy ping I want to hear it ring [Chorus] Load the screen Bright and green Server rave behind the dock Drone is locked on heavy block Slip inside the digital glow Watch the buffer overflow [Post-Chorus] Click, click, crash Make it splash Cash the code System starts to overload [Verse] Boba hologram is dead Sugar dripping on my head Navigation lost the trace Searching for your pixel face Scooter tires start to slide Nowhere left for us to hide [Breakdown] Dialing up the dial tone Leave me alone Hard drive click Make it quick Screaming in the bitcrushed void Everything we built destroyed [Bridge] Liquid metal in the air I can feel you everywhere Melt the plastic off my skin Let the real world begin Are we code or are we real? Tell me how I'm supposed to feel [Drop] Beep beep buzz Like it was Arp and spin Let me in [Chorus] Load the screen Bright and green Server rave behind the dock Drone is locked on heavy block Slip inside the digital glow Watch the buffer overflow [Outro]
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