(Intro) (Heavy, distorted bass synth pulses rapidly—like a heartbeat gone wrong. A jagged electric guitar riff cuts in, sliding down the neck. Drums kick in with a double-time punk beat.) (Verse 1) (Fast, rhythmic delivery—almost spoken word, crisp and biting) Got a picturesque smile pasted over the cracks Keep the camera rolling, don’t you dare cut to black I’m a product, a plastic, a shiny machine But there’s oil leaking out on your velvet routine You want the glitter, you want the show But the basement is burning and nobody knows I’m biting my tongue ‘til the taste turns to rust Yeah, I’m sick of the silence, I’m sick of the trust. (Pre-Chorus) (Guitars drop to a chug. Vocals turn melodic but gritty) Oh, you think you bought a doll? Something pretty for the shelf? Well, I’m waking up the monster That I hid inside myself! (Chorus) (Explosive, wall-of-sound guitars. Vocals belted, soaring and raspy) So tear it down! I’m the glitch in your perfect design I’m the chaos you left behind! Raise a glass to the broken parts We’re the static, we’re the scars! Now you see what I really am Not a lion, not a lamb Just a freak with a heavy heart (Scream) Tearing this whole thing apart! (Verse 2) (Bass-heavy, electronic glitch effects over the drums) (Rap-rock flow returns) I heard you whisper that I’m out of control “She’s too loud, she’s too much, she’s losing her soul” Honey, I didn’t lose it, I sold it for scraps To buy a sledgehammer and shatter your traps I’m the writing on the wall that you scrubbed away I’m the debt that you owe but you refuse to pay So gather the rejects, the liars, the thieves We’re the only ones left who actually believe. (Chorus) (Full force) So tear it down! I’m the glitch in your perfect design I’m the chaos you left behind! Raise a glass to the broken parts We’re the static, we’re the scars! Now you see what I really am Not a lion, not a lamb Just a freak with a heavy heart Tearing this whole thing apart! (Bridge) (Tempo slows to a heavy stomp. Whisper-to-scream build) You wanted the truth? (Now you know) You wanted the proof? (Now you know) You wanted a freak? (Now you know!) WELL HERE IS THE SHOW! (Guitar Solo) (A shredding, blues-based metal solo with heavy wah-pedal usage, transitioning into a synth-lead harmony) (Final Chorus) (Maximum volume. Ad-lib screams in the background) So tear it down! I’m the glitch in your perfect design I’m the chaos you left behind! Raise a glass to the broken parts We’re the static, we’re the scars! Now you see what I really am Not a lion, not a lamb Just a freak with a heavy heart Tearing this whole thing apart! (Outro) (Feedback squeals. Drums do a chaotic fill) Now you know. (Sharp silence)

Static & Scars