Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Red rope halo
Hanging from the corner store rack
Kids line up like Sunday sinners
Coins sweating in their plastic hands
Cherry stain on my tongue
Heartbeat kicking like a cheap kick drum
Cashier smiles
"You want another?"
Yeah
I always want another
[Chorus]
Licorice noose
Hanging from my teeth
Sweet little death every time I breathe
Sugar in my veins
Black flag on my brain
This candy’s gonna kill us
This candy’s gonna kill us
[Verse 2]
Lunch bell ringing
They trade their lunches for a paper bag
Striped skulls
Neon worms
Every wrapper like a body tag
Teacher says
"You look tired"
We crash hard in the midday glow
Hands shake
Then we’re laughing
Then we’re begging for a little more
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
Line us up at the checkout altar
Plastic flowers by the frozen door
We confess with sticky fingers
"Forgive us
We want more"
[guitar solo]
They sell us tiny colored coffins
In a box shaped like a smile
We swing slow on our red rope halos
And call it just a little child
[Chorus]
Style
rockgrimy 90s alt-rock band energymid-tempo stomp. fuzzed-out rhythm guitars panned widebass snarling in the low midslive kit with roomy snares. verses stay tight and half-spokenchoruses explode with shouted gang vocals on the hook. brief noisy guitar break in the bridgefeedback tails and pick scrapeslead male vocals with a bittersarcastic edge.
Prompt
90s rock about a licorice noose. Sugar will be the death of this generation. Candy addiction.
Credits
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LunarOutput334GeneratedDec 23, 2025
ModelAria v5
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