FREAK CONTROL

INTRO

Power on.

Nerves live.

Don’t blink.

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SECTION I

Static on my tongue, I taste the night,

Voltage hums when I step inside.

I don’t move how they expect me to,

I bend the beat till it tells the truth.

Eyes wide, pulse out of line,

Every rule breaks in real time.

You feel the shake before the sound,

I don’t ask— I take the ground.

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SECTION II

Neon cuts across my skin,

Glitch in the system, let me in.

I don’t hide the chaos inside,

I ride it hard, electrified.

Bass hit low, teeth grit tight,

Dark pop venom, razor-bright.

If you’re scared, step to the side,

This control don’t come polite.

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SECTION III (IMPACT)

Freak control—

Not calm, not clean.

Freak control—

Built from gasoline.

Every second sharper now,

I don’t slow, I break the dial.

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SECTION IV (BREAKDOWN)

Kill the lights.

Cut the air.

Heartbeat metal—

Standing there.

No symmetry, no safety net,

Just pressure and intent.

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SECTION V (FINAL SURGE)

I don’t reset, I escalate,

Hard bass tearing through the gates.

If the system starts to shake,

That’s the price of freak control.

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OUTRO

Power stays on.

Silence shakes.