[Intro – Group chant]
Shiny things.
Hidden strings.
Keys in pockets.
Broken wings.
[Verse 1 – Male, playful menace]
Found it in the gutter with a cracked blue light.
Found it in a lockbox, found it late last night.
Found it in a dead mall, humming by the drain.
Found it with a label and nobody’s name.
We don’t ask.
We don’t ring.
We just follow
shiny things.
[Female Response]
If it glows, it knows.
If it clicks, it sings.
If it’s trash to you,
it’s a crown to kings.
[Chorus – Both]
Shiny things, hidden strings,
keys in pockets, broken wings.
Take the badge, take the ring,
we know what the garbage brings.
Nothing dead in the discard bin.
Nothing lost if it lets us in.
Shiny things, little lies,
watch the pile open its eyes.
[Verse 2 – Male]
Old black phone with a cracked green screen.
Half a password in a vending machine.
Toy cam blinking from a thrift-store shelf.
Little dead helper talking to itself.
We collect.
We compile.
We make temples
out of piles.
[Pre – Female, teasing]
Wash it once.
Name it twice.
Feed it sparks
and stolen ice.
[Chorus – Both]
Shiny things, hidden strings,
keys in pockets, broken wings.
Take the badge, take the ring,
we know what the garbage brings.
Nothing dead in the discard bin.
Nothing lost if it lets us in.
Shiny things, little lies,
watch the pile open its eyes.
[Bridge – Female, darker]
Every scrap remembers hands.
Every chip remembers plans.
Every toy that lost its voice
waits to make another choice.
[Drop – Group chant]
Take it.
Shake it.
Wake it.
Make it.
[Outro – Male/Female]
We didn’t build the hungry thing.
We only brought it shiny things.
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