Prompt / Lyrics
[Sound of a flatlining heart monitor — one long, continuous beep. Static crackle underneath.] Aimee (spoken, gasping, like she's dying): "They got me. They got me. But I'm not... I'm not... I'M NOT DONE YET." [Heart monitor beep sputters. Then — a massive, distorted drum fill. Band explodes.] --- [Verse 1 Screamed — no melody, pure rhythm] [Aimee, over a wall of distorted guitars and blast beats] KNOCKED ME DOWN — I'M ON THE GROUND — THEY'RE STANDING OVER ME, THEY THINK I'M OUT BUT THE METER'S FLASHING — THE TIMER'S TICKING — AND I CAN SEE THEM GRINNING — THEY THINK THEY'RE WINNING — BUT I'VE BEEN HERE BEFORE I'VE BEEN DOWN ON THE FLOOR AND EVERY TIME I GET UP I COME BACK HUNGRY FOR MORE — MORE BLOOD! MORE FLESH! MORE SKANKING ON THEIR CHESTS! [Horns stab — one violent, distorted blast] --- [Chorus Call and response — frantic] [Aimee:] SKANK FOR YOUR LIFE! [Gang:] (SKANK FOR YOUR LIFE!) [Aimee:] FIGHT FOR YOUR FLESH! [Gang:] (FIGHT FOR YOUR FLESH!) [Aimee:] GET UP OFF THE GROUND — [Gang:] (GET UP!) [Aimee:] MAKE ANOTHER MESS! [Aimee:] FFF! [Gang:] (FFF!) [Aimee:] FIGHT FOR YOUR FLESH! [Gang:] (FIGHT!) [Aimee:] FFF! [Gang: ](FFF!) [Aimee:] OR DIE TRYING — I'M NOT FRESH! [Horns play a two-note, siren-like melody — rising and falling] --- [Verse 2 Even faster — words tripping over themselves] MY KNEES ARE BLOODY — MY TEETH ARE LOOSE — I BIT A GUY'S ANKLE — HE CALLED ME A GOOSE — A GOOSE?! I'M A BUZZARD, YOU'RE THE CARCASS — I'LL WEAR YOUR RIBCAGE LIKE A FANCY HARNESS — THE TIMER'S AT TWO — THE TIMER'S AT ONE — I SEE A SHOTGUN — I SEE THE SUN — I GRAB THE BARREL — I PULL IT CLOSE — I SAY "THANKS FOR THE LIGHT, BUDDY" — AND THEN I — [Aimee (screaming, alone):] "EXPLOOOOOODE!" [Band crashes back in — twice as loud] --- [Chorus Repeats] --- [Bridge Tempo cuts in half — heavy, stomping, mosh-ready] [Slow, sludgy, crushing — 110 BPM] [Aimee (spoken-sung, low and mean):] This is the part where you get up. This is the part where you swing. This is the part where the pretty girl Shows you what the buzz axe brings. [Single, distorted guitar chord. Held.] [Aimee (whispered):] "Fight for your life... Or don't. I'm not your mother. I'm just the last thing you'll see before you — " [Band explodes back to 220 BPM — no warning] --- [Guitar Solo 8 bars — pure chaos] --- [Breakdown Call and response — crowd participation] [Band drops to just drums and bass — Aimee leads the chant] [Aimee:] I SAY "FIGHT" — YOU SAY "FLESH" — [Gang:] FLESH! [Aimee:] I SAY "SKANK" — YOU SAY "MESS" — [Gang:] MESS! [Aimee:] I SAY "GET UP OFF THE GROUND" — [Gang:] GET UP! [Aimee:] I SAY "DON'T MAKE A SOUND" — [Gang] (silence) [Aimee:] GOOD. NOW FIGHT LIKE YOU MEAN IT. [Gang: (screaming — anything, everything)] --- [Chorus One final time] --- [Outro Collapse to heart monitor] [Band stops mid-chord. Just Aimee, breathing heavy, then the heart monitor from the intro.] Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. [Slowing down.] Beep. Beep. Beep. [Slower.] Beep. Beep.
Tags
Hardcore Punk Ska, Tempo: 220 BPM (blistering, desperate, barely controlled) Key: F minor (aggressive), female
Duration
3:40
Instrumental
No
Created
4/9/2026