I Don’t Give A Fuck

(rap, Alt-pop / hip-hop rock hybrid with male vocals, cinematic tom-heavy drums, serrated overdriven guitars, and phonk-inspired sub drops. Verses ride a low, menacing pocket with deep vocal delivery and distant vocal chops; hook explodes with stacked shouts, distorted bass swells, and filtered heartbeat pulse under the breakdown. Final chorus adds octave-doubled lead, widened guitars, and aggressive parallel compression for a stadium-sized, defiant climax., rock, hip-hop, pop, male vocals, deep)

All of these vultures circling

All of these eyes on me

You wanna write my ending

I’m not your tragedy

Talk like you built this for me

Laugh while you pull those strings

I cut ‘em clean with my teeth

Watch how the choir sings

I don’t give a fuck what you think about me

Say my name, twist my face in your story

All of that talk, but you’ll never touch me

I don’t give a fuck, I don’t, I don’t

I don’t give a fuck, keep your cheap little glory

Burn my page, I just write a new story

All of that noise, and it still can’t crush me

I don’t give a fuck, I don’t, I don’t

You try to sell me silence

Dress it up, call it peace

You wanna tame this riot

Turn all my wolves to sheep

You put a price on my fear

You wanna buy my sleep

I turn the volume higher

Till all your secrets leak

I don’t give a fuck what you think about me

Say my name, twist my face in your story

All of that talk, but you’ll never touch me

I don’t give a fuck, I don’t, I don’t

I don’t give a fuck, keep your cheap little glory

Burn my page, I just write a new story

All of that noise, and it still can’t crush me

I don’t give a fuck, I don’t, I don’t

Deep in my chest, that drum keeps knocking (yeah)

Every doubt you threw, I turn to doctrine (hey)

Every curse you spit, I make it gospel

Every door you lock, I go colossal

I don’t give a fuck what you think about me

Say my name, twist my face in your story

All of that talk, but you’ll never touch me

I don’t give a fuck, I don’t, I don’t

I don’t give a fuck, keep your cheap little glory

Burn my page, I just write a new story

All of that noise, and it still can’t crush me

I don’t give a fuck, I don’t, I don’t