Candy-Cold Meltdown

[Intro]
Bite down
Jaw lock
Teeth ache
Brain shock
(yeah-yeah)
[Verse 1]
Face like a logo
Life in a promo
Scroll till my skull
Goes slow-mo (blaow!)
Mom said breathe
I said "what is that?"
Thumbs go zoom
While I doomscroll apps
Heart tap-dancing
On a neon ad
Click "add to cart"
For a brand new crash (skrrt-skrrt)
All of my thoughts
In a pop-up box
Hit "X" on the pain
But it still won't stop (uh)
Got ten missed calls
From the voices in my head
All talk fast
Say "post till you're dead"
Screaming at a fridge light
Mirror on the door
My reflection loading
Like it's stuck at 94 (ha!)
[Chorus]
Candy-cold meltdown
Brain in a blender
Smile like a sticker
Heart like a fender (crash!)
Turn that rage to a ringtone
Let the static sing my name
I'm a glitch in a big-box hellscape
Every aisle knows my shame (woo!)
Candy-cold meltdown
Chewing on the data
Laugh till my lungs
Get a couple bytes later (heh-heh)
[Verse 2]
Swipe that face
For the dog-ear filter
Even my rage
Got a cute lil shimmer (grrr)
Therapist text:
"How you holdin' up, champ?"
Left him on read
For a sponsored rant
Bank app crying
In a lime-green font
Says "you broke"
Like I ain't what it want (nah)
Room so bright
From the blue-screen glow
I can see my pores
And my pores say "yo" (yo-yo-yo)
Stomach three coffees
And a late-night shake
Moodboard looks
Like a car-crash bake (skrrrr)
Tryna breathe deep
In a discount aisle
Hear my inner child yelling
"Refund my smile!" (gimme that)
[Chorus]
Candy-cold meltdown
Brain in a blender
Smile like a sticker
Heart like a fender (boom!)
Turn that rage to a ringtone
Let the static sing my name
I'm a glitch in a big-box hellscape
Every aisle knows my shame
Candy-cold meltdown
Chewing on the data
Laugh till my lungs
Get a couple bytes later (ha-ha!)
[Bridge]
Head too loud
But the world on mute
Every soft thought
In a hazmat suit
If I burn out
In a checkout line
Put my last words
On the price-tag sign (aye)
[Chorus]
Candy-cold meltdown
Brain in a blender
Smile like a sticker
Heart like a fender (crash it!)
Turn that rage to a ringtone
Let the static sing my name
I'm a glitch in a big-box hellscape
Every aisle knows my shame (yeah!)
Candy-cold meltdown
Chewing on the data
If the world goes pop
I’ll just laugh a bit later (hahaha)

rap, Hyper-bright rage rap over lurching glitch-hop drums, detuned saw leads, and stuttering bass growls; male vocals bark double-time in the verses with pitched-up cartoon ad-libs and robotic backups. Chorus explodes with distorted gang chants, wide stereo synth swarms, and a crushed master for crazed impact, then snaps back to a twitchy, stop–start pocket in the dropouts., glitch, saturated