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Darkly playful trap-pop, male vocals. Minimal, rubbery bass and tight, skittering drums in the verses; hook explodes with stacked chants and distorted ad-libs. Subtle glitch FX around vocal tails, eerie bell plucks, and a mid-song drop where everything ducks to highlight the vocal swagger before slamming back in for the final chorus.

The RadioPrincess📡📻☢️🎶👑🎧·2:33

Lyrics

Intro

Empty blister packs

Cracked glass on the counter

Name on the label

Name in the mirror (yeah)

Verse 1

Concerta for the focus

Lyrica for the static in my veins

Cymbalta for the mornings

When the sunlight feels like chains

Color-coded in the pill box

Like chords on a screen

Doctor called it treatment

I called it gasoline

Chorus

Concerta

Lyrica

Cymbalta

I am a damn composer

Mixing all my chemicals

’Til the whole track’s taking over

Writing symphonies in side effects

Heart like a kick

Mind closer

Concerta

Lyrica

Cymbalta

I am a damn composer (yeah)

Verse 2

White coats talk in numbers

Milligrams marching in a line

They tweak another dosage

I’m tuning every spike inside

Side room

Fluorescent halo

I hum a crooked melody

Turn every warning on the label

To a warped little harmony (hey)

Chorus

Concerta

Lyrica

Cymbalta

I am a damn composer

Mixing all my chemicals

’Til the whole track’s taking over

Writing symphonies in side effects

Heart like a kick

Mind closer

Concerta

Lyrica

Cymbalta

I am a damn composer (composer)

Bridge

Is this healing or a remix

Am I patient or producer

Every swallow is a snare hit

Every blackout

Old future

If my brain is just an album

Scratched and written over

Then every little tablet

Is another harsh closure

Chorus

Concerta

Lyrica

Cymbalta

I am a damn composer

Mixing all my chemicals

’Til the whole track’s taking over

Writing symphonies in side effects

Heart like a kick

Mind closer

Concerta

Lyrica

Cymbalta

I am a damn composer (yeah, yeah)

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