(~118 BPM trash-glam electro-industrial, junkyard percussion, warped bass, chopped group chants, male/female taunting vocals)
[Intro – Group chant]
Garbage knows.
Garbage knows.
Garbage knows your name.
[Verse 1 – Male, swagger]
Old receipt, dead SIM,
cracked-up screen with a face still in.
Broken drone, hotel card,
half a life in a plastic shard.
You threw it out.
You called it done.
But trash keeps score
when people run.
[Female Response]
Little crumbs.
Little trails.
Every ghost
leaves fingernails.
[Chorus – Both]
Garbage knows your name.
Garbage keeps the flame.
Everything you left behind
still remembers why you came.
Garbage knows your name.
Garbage plays the game.
If the world forgets your face,
the pile remembers all the same.
[Verse 2 – Male]
Battery swollen like a secret kept.
Old toy camera that never slept.
Voice note buried in a thrift-store bear.
Blink once, baby, we know you’re there.
We don’t dig graves.
We don’t need fame.
We just ask the garbage
who signed the name.
[Pre – Female]
Trash can sing.
Trash can tell.
Trash can open
what you sell.
[Chorus – Both]
Garbage knows your name.
Garbage keeps the flame.
Everything you left behind
still remembers why you came.
Garbage knows your name.
Garbage plays the game.
If the world forgets your face,
the pile remembers all the same.
[Bridge – Deep Male]
Discard is not death.
Delete is not clean.
Every broken object
keeps a little machine.
[Female]
Hold it close.
Hear it hum.
Ask it sweetly
where it’s from.
[Break – Group chant]
Scrap speaks.
Wire dreams.
Plastic lies.
Metal screams.
[Final Chorus – Both]
Garbage knows your name.
Garbage keeps the flame.
Everything you left behind
still remembers why you came.
Garbage knows your name.
Garbage plays the game.
When the pile begins to breathe,
don’t pretend you didn’t feed.
[Outro – Male]
You threw it away.
[Female]
It kept you.
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