My Funeral Playlist (Demo) (Cover)
Brutal death metal with slam and deathcore fusion — 240 BPM assault of 8-string guitars in Drop E, relentless blast beats, and monstrous guttural vocals. The tone is suffocating, mechanical, and chaotic, blending modern precision with old-school filth. Guitars grind through dense low-end distortion, punctuated by pinch harmonics and dissonant tremolo runs. Drums detonate with triggered kicks, china crashes, and violent breakdown syncopation. The bridge collapses into a slow, doom-slam section dripping with feedback before a final catastrophic drop. Static samples, vocal layering, and distorted ambience reinforce the song’s nihilistic tone — pure, unrelenting auditory violence. Genres: Brutal Death Metal, Slam, Technical Deathcore, Modern Extreme Metal, Noise-Infused Metalcore, Grind-Hybrid.
My Funeral Playlist (Demo) (Cover)
Brutal death metal with slam and deathcore fusion — 240 BPM assault of 8-string guitars in Drop E, relentless blast beats, and monstrous guttural vocals. The tone is suffocating, mechanical, and chaotic, blending modern precision with old-school filth. Guitars grind through dense low-end distortion, punctuated by pinch harmonics and dissonant tremolo runs. Drums detonate with triggered kicks, china crashes, and violent breakdown syncopation. The bridge collapses into a slow, doom-slam section dripping with feedback before a final catastrophic drop. Static samples, vocal layering, and distorted ambience reinforce the song’s nihilistic tone — pure, unrelenting auditory violence. Genres: Brutal Death Metal, Slam, Technical Deathcore, Modern Extreme Metal, Noise-Infused Metalcore, Grind-Hybrid.
Lyrics
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(Lyrics)
(Verse 1)
Woke up, another Tuesday
This AI says to write a song
Like some robot therapist thinks it knows what's wrong
Got a text from some loser on his Fisher Price phone
Wants to know if I'm busy
Yeah, busy being left alo----(silenced)
(Chorus)
Static on the TV
Static in my head
Rather play dead at a necrophilia convention instead
Another day, another dollar for the pills I'm gonna steal
At least the chemical burnout feels real
(Verse 2)
Jecka's passed out on the floor again
Mom's crying about Desperate Housewives
Found her Vicodin in the bathroom cabinet
Guess that's my big plan for the weekend
(Chorus)
Static on the TV
Static in my head
Rather play dead at a necrophilia convention instead
Another day, another dollar for the pills I'm gonna steal
At least the chemical burnout feels real
(Bridge)
They say it gets better
It's a statistical lie
Just a different shade of awful 'til the day you die
So save your happy endings
I've heard them all before
They sound like nails on a chalkboard outside my bedroom door
(Outro)
Whatever. End song.