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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]
Details
GeneratedDec 23, 2025
Duration2:54
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Grimy 90s alt-rock band energy, mid-tempo stomp. Fuzzed-out rhythm guitars panned wide, bass snarling in the low mids, live kit with roomy snares. Verses stay tight and half-spoken, choruses explode with shouted gang vocals on the hook. Brief noisy guitar break in the bridge, feedback tails and pick scrapes, lead male vocals with a bitter, sarcastic edge.
Credits
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LunarOutput334
LunarOutput334ModelAria v5
Prompt
90s rock about a licorice noose. Sugar will be the death of this generation. Candy addiction.
