✍🏻 LYRICS & COMPOSITION BY EME LATINA (2026)

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PROMPT ROULETTE TOURNAMENT:

-The Soundry -
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Make a song in the style of Russian indie, post-disco; parody; aggressive phonk

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ABOUT THE SONG /GENRES:
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> Imagery & themes: Russian indie | Emotional detachment. Quiet existential thoughts.

> Rhythm & groove: Post-disco | 4 on the Floor. Repetitive bassline. Groove.

> Lyrical voice: Parody | Self-aware exaggeration, irony, or deadpan delivery. Tongue-in-cheek.

> Energy & texture: Aggressive phonk | Gritty low end. Distorted punch. Dark attitude. Cowbell.

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LYRICS:
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[Intro - post disco]
Hello there!
Let me tell you a thing or two about a thing or two...

[Verse 1]
They say that I'm “living the dream”
Must’ve hit that snooze button again;
They tell me to “reach for the stars”
Now I'm stuck spacing out from afar

[Chorus]
Tell you what,
(Tell you what)
I'm “finding myself” these days...
Tell you what,
(Tell you what)
Turns out I’m not where I went
Tell you what,
(Tell you what)
There is no reason within reason
Tell you what
Guess I’m booked for another season

[phonk drop]

[Verse 2]
They say that “time heals everything”
Until I forget what I was healing...
They tell me “trust the process” and
I think mine’s ba-ba-buffering...
(ba-ba-buffering)(ba-ba-buffering)

[interlude]

[Verse 3]
They said “fake it till you make it”
I forgot what I was faking
My “comfort zone” got crowded
Now I’m socially escaping

[Pre-Chorus]
Still searching for “my purpose”
Maybe it’s hiding with my patience

[Aggressive Phonk-Style Drop Lines (attitude punch)]

[Chorus]
Tell you what,
(Tell you what)
I'm “finding myself” these days...
Tell you what,
(Tell you what)
Turns out I’m not where I went
Tell you what,
(Tell you what)
There is no reason within reason
Tell you what
Guess I’m booked for another season

[Bridge]
I’m doing my best (low expectations)
Smiling through mild devastation
If life’s a gift, where’s the receipt?
I’d like to return it this week...

(I think I peaked)

[Final drop]

Welcome to my existential cry...
ha-ha-ha
Humor is a little dry