Send Help / The Assistant Has Teeth 🖤🦷
Dark survival-horror electro-trap / corporate revenge future-bass anthem, 145 BPM, strict 4/4, no swing, aggressive double-time rap verses, huge chantable half-time hooks, deep sidechained 808 sub, sharp trap kick, metallic office-stapler percussion, warped Slack-notification pings, airplane alarm beeps, emergency beacon pulses, tropical insect clicks, glitch synth stabs, distorted electroclash bass, dark comedy horror stingers, airy reverb, micro-delay vocal throws, left-right whisper doubles, raspy dangerous female lead vocal, crowd-call chants, breath taps, filter sweeps, island-jungle tension, boss/assistant power reversal, seductive menace, Sam Raimi-style chaos, break calls: “Send help!” “For who?” with bass drops and crowd layers.
Send Help / The Assistant Has Teeth 🖤🦷
Dark survival-horror electro-trap / corporate revenge future-bass anthem, 145 BPM, strict 4/4, no swing, aggressive double-time rap verses, huge chantable half-time hooks, deep sidechained 808 sub, sharp trap kick, metallic office-stapler percussion, warped Slack-notification pings, airplane alarm beeps, emergency beacon pulses, tropical insect clicks, glitch synth stabs, distorted electroclash bass, dark comedy horror stingers, airy reverb, micro-delay vocal throws, left-right whisper doubles, raspy dangerous female lead vocal, crowd-call chants, breath taps, filter sweeps, island-jungle tension, boss/assistant power reversal, seductive menace, Sam Raimi-style chaos, break calls: “Send help!” “For who?” with bass drops and crowd layers.
Lyrics
By the power of truth, I, while living, have conquered the universe © 2026 Mark Damon Bitkower. Lyrics & written content are original and owned by the author. All rights reserved. No reproduction, redistribution, or use without prior written permission. 🐰🌙𝕵𝖆𝖈𝖐𝕽𝖆𝖇𝖇𝖎𝖙 𝕾𝖑𝖎𝖒𝖘🌙🐰
Intro – Spoken
He called me sweetheart in the office.
Team player when he stole my work.
Emotional when I remembered everything.
Then the plane fell out of the sky.
And the assistant had teeth.
Break Call
Send help!
For who?
Send help!
For who?
Verse 1
Fluorescent lights, glass room, fake grin
He crowned himself king with paper-thin skin
Took my words, took my nights, took my name
Smiled in meetings like theft was a game
Circle back, touch base, keep calm, don’t fight
I swallowed lightning in corporate white
Low-latent eyes saw the knife in his tone
INFJ quiet means I clock it alone
Then thunder hit metal, the sky split wide
Luggage went screaming through ocean tide
Boss man bleeding with sand in his mouth
No more north, no more south
No assistant, no HR veil
Just heat, wet clothes, and a black-box wail
He looked at me like, “Tell me what to do”
I said, “Funny how survival outranks you”
Pre-Chorus
Click-click, flare gun, black smoke crown
Whole old power chart went down
Morpheus said, “Bend the scene”
Maeve in my blood said, “Wake the machine”
Jung in the jungle lit my name
Let the shadow learn my flame
Chorus
Send help, send help, signal in the blue
He needs saving from the woman he knew
Boss man begging with a broken command
I got fire in my lungs and a blade in the sand
He said, “You need me,” I said, “Not true”
Island made a little org chart too
One name left when the fake kings fell
Send help, sweetheart—
I became hell
Post-Chorus – Chant
Who’s got teeth? I do!
Who sees truth? I do!
Who got small? Not me!
Who stands tall? Watch me!
Send help! For who?
Verse 2 – Double-Time
Sun Tzu in my pulse, no panic in play
Win before war when he gives fear away
Five Rings, one breath, one strike
Still mind cuts when the jungle bites
He’s me-first, mine-first, do-what-I-say
Same little tyrant, different castaway
No corner office, no polished shoes
Just mosquito law and reef-top blues
Marcus in marrow: control what is mine
My breath, my hands, my hunger, my line
He says, “We need structure,” I laugh real low
“You mean where I carry your ego?”
He says, “Don’t be difficult,” face gone white
I say, “Difficult kept me alive all night”
Pre-Chorus 2
Click-click, teeth out, flare in the rain
All that silence was tactical pain
Heyoka laugh from the black-box tape
You don’t own what you can’t escape
He calls it madness, I call it sight
I read his hunger before he lies
Chorus
Send help, send help, signal in the blue
He needs saving from the woman he knew
Boss man begging with a broken command
I got fire in my lungs and a blade in the sand
He said, “You need me,” I said, “Not true”
Island made a little org chart too
One name left when the fake kings fell
Send help, sweetheart—
I became hell
Bridge – Bass Filtered
Past performance reviews.
Past fake mentorship.
Past the lie that power means competence.
The woman who took notes
becomes the woman who kept receipts.
The jungle does not care about titles.
The ocean does not read résumés.
Build
Send help! For who?
Flare up! Teeth out!
Black box! Truth loud!
Final Verse
Tide comes red and the moon hangs low
Every fake little king gets exposed in the glow
He was salary, status, handshakes, lies
I was storm math behind quiet eyes
He was calm down, smile more, wait your turn
I was quiet women watching bridges burn
No desk, no chain, no command
Just a sovereign soul with a knife in the sand
What he called weakness was a weapon concealed
What he called assistant was the danger revealed
He said, “I made you,” I said, “You delayed me”
He said, “Obey me,” I said, “Come save me”
Nobody came when the old spell broke
Just smoke, teeth, thunder—truth awoke
Final Chorus
Send help, send help, signal in the blue
He needs saving from the woman he knew
Boss man begging with a broken command
I got fire in my lungs and a blade in the sand
He said, “You need me,” I said, “Not true”
Island made a little org chart too
One name left when the fake kings fell
Send help, sweetheart—
I became hell
Outro – Whispered
He thought the crash made me useful.
But the crash made me free.
Send help.
The assistant has teeth.