Fitted Sheet From Hell

[Verse 1]
Corner one
Snaps back
Knuckles bleeding on the mattress edge
Twist and tug
The whole thing fights
Like a demon in a cotton skin
I wrestle fabric
Till my spine pops
Sweat drips
Jaw locked
Vision red
A simple chore
Turns to war
In the middle of my quiet den
[Chorus]
Fitted sheet from hell
You will bow
You will bend
I will rage
I will roll
Till you cling to this bed
Fitted sheet from hell
Hear me curse every thread
I will scream
I will swear
Till you lay down dead
[Verse 2]
Other side
Slips loose
Elastic laughs as it pulls away
Tangled hands
Twisted back
I’m a prisoner in my own duvet
Neighbors hear
My battle cry
As I suplex all this stubborn cloth
House looks tame
But this room burns
With a laundromat apocalypse
[Chorus]
Fitted sheet from hell
You will bow
You will bend
I will rage
I will roll
Till you cling to this bed
Fitted sheet from hell
Hear me curse every thread
I will scream
I will swear
Till you lay down dead
[Bridge]
[Beat drops to half-time
Chugs and china cymbal]
All I wanted
Was a place to sleep
Now I’m standing
On a cotton peak
Fold the fury
Tame the crease
I am master
You’re the beast
[Chorus]
Fitted sheet from hell
You will bow
You will bend
I will rage
I will roll
Till you cling to this bed
Fitted sheet from hell
Now I’m king of this mess
I stand tall
Arms raised high
In my clean-made nest

metal, Thick, chugging modern metal guitars locked to a double-kick groove, male vocals shifting from snarled verses to a huge, shout-along gang-chorus. Pinch harmonics and pick slides accent the rage; bass growls under the guitars. Mid-song half-time breakdown with screamed vocals, then a final tempo push for the last hook.