Like Button Syndrome
Chaotic electro-swing infused J-pop with theatrical insanity, sarcastic energy, and unstable emotional shifts. Fast BPM, quirky piano stabs, distorted bass, glitch percussion, carnival-like synths, sharp vocaloid-style melodies translated into instrumental form. Dramatic stop-and-go rhythm, playful yet unsettling atmosphere, eccentric chord progressions, sudden tempo accents, chaotic layering, whisper-like FX, mechanical ticking, manic orchestral hits, and dark cabaret vibes. The composition should feel flamboyant, addictive, ironic, and slightly unhinged, balancing cute and disturbing elements at the same time. Include intense build-ups, explosive drops, unpredictable transitions, and a climactic finale overflowing with madness and theatrical tension. Style inspired by hyperactive Japanese internet music culture, combining art-pop chaos, electronic rock, and twisted circus aesthetics with polished modern production.
Like Button Syndrome
Chaotic electro-swing infused J-pop with theatrical insanity, sarcastic energy, and unstable emotional shifts. Fast BPM, quirky piano stabs, distorted bass, glitch percussion, carnival-like synths, sharp vocaloid-style melodies translated into instrumental form. Dramatic stop-and-go rhythm, playful yet unsettling atmosphere, eccentric chord progressions, sudden tempo accents, chaotic layering, whisper-like FX, mechanical ticking, manic orchestral hits, and dark cabaret vibes. The composition should feel flamboyant, addictive, ironic, and slightly unhinged, balancing cute and disturbing elements at the same time. Include intense build-ups, explosive drops, unpredictable transitions, and a climactic finale overflowing with madness and theatrical tension. Style inspired by hyperactive Japanese internet music culture, combining art-pop chaos, electronic rock, and twisted circus aesthetics with polished modern production.
Lyrics
Intro
Hey, hey—
Look at me.
No, seriously.
Look at me.
Verse 1
Pretty little pixels, pretty little lies
Filter on my face while the whole room dies
Smile for the camera, cry off-screen
Everybody loves a digital dream
Tap tap tap and the numbers climb
Tiny little hearts make me feel divine
“If you disappear, would they even care?”
Haha—never mind, don’t answer that
Pre-Chorus
Spin me around
Break me apart
Turn my panic
Into pop art
Chorus
Like-like-like button syndrome
Feed me praise until I overload
Love me loud, love me shallow
Make me beautiful and hollow
Click-click-click, I’m your favorite disaster
Talk too fast, think even faster
If I’m honest for a second
Will you still think I’m electric?
Verse 2
Mirror says I’m doing fine
Mirror lies like all the time
Chewing candy-coated guilt
On a throne that I built myself
Everybody wants a piece
Cute obsession never sleeps
I can hear the static laugh
Every time the screen goes black
Bridge
Oh God—
Wait, no, scratch that
I don’t wanna be saved
I just wanna be wanted
Final Chorus
Like-like-like button syndrome
Dancing while the world corrodes
Paint my sadness neon colors
Call it art and sell the cover
Flash-flash-flash, dopamine roulette
Every compliment’s a cigarette
Burn me down in high definition
Long as I stay in your vision
Outro
Hey, hey—
Don’t scroll away yet.
I can still be prettier than this.