Track · Feb 21, 2026 · English

Oompa Loompa Ex-Husband

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3:37

Language

English

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Packed up my life in a bin bag

Lip gloss

Keys

And my rage

You’re still on your mama’s sofa

Arguing with kids your age

Tiny king of your Xbox kingdom

Plastic crown

Discount cologne

Five-foot-two tantrum tornado

But I’m done being your chaperone

[Chorus]

I can’t believe I married an Oompa Loompa ex-husband

Little boy shoes

Big talk

Nothing inside

I’m walking out in my boots like it’s high holy judgment

You stayed the same

But I grew up and grew spine

I can’t believe I married an Oompa Loompa ex-husband

You throw your fits

I’ll throw up a peace sign

I’m raising hell in my heels while you rage in your dungeon

You lost a queen

Now watch me rule my own life

[Verse 2]

You said

“You can’t leave

Who’ll love you?” (ha)

Mirror says

“Girl

You will thrive”

I’ve survived your sulks and your shower concerts

I can survive Friday nights

Enjoy your cartoons and your protein selfies

Your “alpha male” podcast phase

I’ve got a playlist and a passport ready

Your block button gets the front-row place

[Chorus]

I can’t believe I married an Oompa Loompa ex-husband

Little boy shoes

Big talk

Nothing inside

I’m walking out in my boots like it’s high holy judgment

You stayed the same

But I grew up and grew spine

I can’t believe I married an Oompa Loompa ex-husband

You throw your fits

I’ll throw up a peace sign

I’m raising hell in my heels while you rage in your dungeon

You lost a queen

Now watch me rule my own life

[Bridge]

[Kick drops

Synths swarm

Distorted scream enters]

(LEAVE) your toys on the floor

(LEAVE) your ego at the door

(LEAVE) that wedding on read

I’m already reborn

Already ahead

You’re shouting in caps lock

I’m changing my locks

Your mother can keep you

I’m keeping my stocks

You’re still measuring height

I’m measuring peace

Your drama is over

My sentence released (yeah)

[Chorus]

I can’t believe I married an Oompa Loompa ex-husband

Little boy shoes

Big talk

Nothing inside

I’m walking out in my boots like it’s high holy judgment

You stayed the same

But I grew up and grew spine

I can’t believe I married an Oompa Loompa ex-husband

You throw your fits

I’ll throw up a peace sign

I’m raising hell in my heels while you rage in your dungeon

You lost a queen

Now watch me rule my own life (my own life)

[Outro]

[Double-time drums

Final scream]

(So small)

(my call)

I’m not your mother

Not your maid

Not your wife

I’m the storm that walks away

Reclaiming my life

Style

metalhybrid power metal and dark electro with female vocals; roaring guitars locked to a four-on-the-floor kicksidechained synth bass and glitchy witch-house textures. verses stay tight with chugging thrash riffs and distorted vocal fry; chorus explodes into an anthemicshout-along hook with stacked gang vocals. drop sections slam with cyberpunk leads and screamed ad-libsthen pull back for a stompingindustrial bridge before a finalkey-raised chorus.edmelectrotechnopower metalthrash metalwitch house

Prompt

Leaving a narcissistic man child, sassy, proud, leaving, cant believe i married a 5ft2 umpallumpa, metal, power metal, thrash metal, edm, electro, witch house, dark electro, techno, cyberpunk, scream

Credits

Prompt byUpbeatNeuron378

GeneratedFeb 21, 2026

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