(Intro)
(Digital feedback / Low-frequency hum)
B-B-Boy...She won't even l-l-look
Unless you're driving that f-f-food truck.(Distorted mechanical shriek)
Shh.
(Verse 1 - 150 BPM, Dark Trap / Glitch)
Stalking the h-h-hot concrete, stomach vibrating
Pr-pr-pressure building under a dying sun
Looking for a flavor, looking for a k-k-kill
A neon hallucination in the h-h-haze
Suddenly the s-s-signal breaks, bells screaming
Static colors bl-bl-bleeding down the block
Licking her lips, she n-n-needs the rush
Driven by the p-p-pulse of the tires.
(Chorus - Sad-Pop / Heavy Glitch Dubstep)
The b-b-bells are calling her name
She's addicted to the g-g-game
(Drop: Brutal distorted growls / Bit-crushed bass)
Sugar m-m-magic, frozen in a nightmare Waiting on the m-m-man for the cream
(Digital glitch: cr-cr-cr-cream)
Drip, d-drip... sliding down
A piece of paradise she f-f-found.
(Shh)
(Verse 2 - Cold, rapid delivery)
Shoulders on the l-l-ledge, staring at the plastic
Eyes scanning the m-m-menu like a ghost
"Tell me your n-n-name, give me the special
The one that isn't for a-a-anyone else.
"He grabs the w-w-wafer, a custom-built void
Heavy weight in a t-t-toasted cone
Handing over treasure, a s-s-secret inside
A fever dream she can't even h-h-hide.
(Bridge - Half-time, Horror-carnival atmosphere)
Roasted n-n-nuts on top
Black f-f-fudge in the center
(Slow, heavy bass thuds)
L-l-losing her mind
Leaving the w-w-world behind
(Glitch: d-d-d-d-drip)
Melting on her ch-ch-chin
Total surrender.
(Chorus - Maximum Chaos / Hybrid Trap)
The b-b-bells are calling her name
She's addicted to the g-g-game
(Drop: Aggressive industrial synths / Carnival melody from hell)
Sugar m-m-magic, frozen in a nightmare
Waiting on the m-m-man for the creamDrip, d-drip... sliding down
A p-p-piece of paradise she f-f-found.
(Outro - Low-fi, crumbling audio)
Wipes it off and g-g-grins...A hollow, empty grin.
(D-d-drip... drip...)
Man... you r-r-really shoulda got a food truck.(Mechanical snap)
(Shh)