(Intro)
(Heavy, distorted acoustic tom drums march forward, building immediate panic)
(Vocal raw, unpolished, and aggressive; layered with low-pitched screams hidden deep in the mix)
You think you broke me?
You just woke me up.
It hurts...
But it's a jagged kind of pain!
(Verse 1)
(Fast, aggressive rap flow over hard-hitting, heavily clipped 808s and chaotic drum fills)
Ripping through the chest cavity, leaving a scar
Look at the damage, you see what you are?
A wrecking ball wrapped in a blanket of lies
I see the deceit when I look in your eyes
No band-aid can fix what you tore out of me
But I’ll use the shards of the glass to get free.
(Pre-Chorus)
(The drums stop instantly. An erratic, metallic FM synth growl begins to rev up like a chainsaw. A rising pitch-bended laser effect climbs in volume)
It’s a jagged kind of pain!
To lose the person who was my king!
Now I’m standing in the rain!
Ready to break everything!
(Vocal scream) Break it!
(DROP)
(Pure chaos. Violent, metallic Tearout Dubstep growls smash against an aggressive, distorted snare. Erratic rhythm syncopation mimics a panic attack)
Jagged kind of pain!
(Metallic synth growl / Vocal chop) J-J-Jagged
Standing in the rain!
(Massive, distorted 808 sub-bass explosion)
Break it down!
(Heavy machine-gun bass synth edit)
(Verse 2)
(Shifting into a heavy Hybrid Trap rhythm with fast, continuous hi-hat rolls and sharp orchestral string hits)
No room for sadness, it turned into spite
I’m weaponizing the dark of the night
You left me bleeding, you thought I would fold
But steel only hardens when turning to cold
I’m taking the crown that you dropped on the floor
And melting it down as I walk out the door.
(Bridge)
(The drums drop out, leaving only a rapid, frantic digital glitch pattern and a low-pitched, threatening vocal track)
Cut the cords.
Burn the bridge.
Bleed it out.
(A massive snare roll accelerates to blinding speed, layered with a deafening white-noise explosion)
Yeah, bleed it out!
(Final Chorus)
(Maximum energy; the Tearout Dubstep growls combine with the fast Hybrid Trap percussion for a massive wall of sonic violence)
It’s a jagged kind of pain!
To lose the person who was my king!
Now I’m standing in the rain!
Ready to break everything!
(Vocal chop) Jagged kind of pain!
(Outro)
(The heavy synths cut out, leaving only the distorted, ringing tail of the acoustic snare and a low, rumbling sub-bass that slowly stabilizes)
Jagged kind of pain...
(Melting it down...)
Now it's just steel.
(A heavy sub-bass drop slides all the way down into sub-audible frequencies)