["IF" – Black Parade] Ooooooh --- [Verse 1 – powerful raspy female vocals 1] If I wasn't famous... I'd be slingin’ tequila and dodging last calls, Trading tips for trauma in bathroom stalls. "He’s trash—shots on me." Same scars, smaller stage—just no encore at 3. --- [Pre-Chorus – All harmonies] So what if I quit? What if I blinked and never hit? Would I be sane? Or just invisible with rent due? Yeah—what would I do... --- [Chorus – All, group mixed vocals layered] If I wasn’t me— Would I be free? Or just broke and lonely? If I lost the lights— Would the shadows even know me? Would I fade, or would I feel? Would I be real if no one filmed it? If I wasn’t famous… I’d still scream F.U. 4EVA to the ceiling. --- [Melismatic male vocals] [Verse 2 – emotional male vocals] If I wasn't famous... I’d be singing Old MacDonald on a farm, They bark orders—I stay calm. Free labor, no applause. Just me, a shovel, and the pigs I bossed. [Drum solo] --- [Chorus – All] If I wasn’t me— Would I be free? Or just broke and lonely? If I lost the lights— Would the shadows even know me? Would I fade, or would I feel? Would I be real if no one filmed it? If I wasn’t famous… I’d still scream F.U. 4EVA to the ceiling. --- [Verse 3 – melismatic Ruby female voice 2] If I wasn't famous... I’d be crooning blues in a smoke-stained bar, Paid in coins and half-hearted “stars.” "Sing it, sad one" was the line of the night— Now they just tweet it. That’s fame, right? --- [Pre-Chorus – All harmonies] So what if I quit? What if I blinked and never hit? Would I be sane? Or just invisible with rent due? Yeah—what would I do... --- [Chorus – All] If I wasn’t me— Would I be free? Or just broke and lonely? If I lost the lights— Would the shadows even know me? Would I fade, or would I feel? Would I be real if no one filmed it? If I wasn’t famous… I’d still scream F.U. 4EVA to the ceiling. --- [Bridge – Barbie | soft cute ethereal female vocals 3] If I wasn't famous... I’d be flunking math in designer socks, Doodling setlists in a TikTok block. "Miss, are you even trying?" Not really. But now I get paid for lying. --- [Final Chorus – male and female mixed vocals layering] If I wasn’t me— I’d still be part of this. Still be the storm. Still be the mess. Maybe the stage made it louder… But we made it mean something. Fame just gave us a bigger room. [Fingered guitar solo] [Outro layered male + female vocals harmonies] We’d still fight. We’d still fall. We’d still break every rule, still wreck every wall. We’d still cry, still clash, still crash and recover— Four broken souls who found each other. And if I ever forget who I am... You’ll remind me and say— F.U. 4EVA.

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