Reeking havoc

​Verse 1
The coffee’s cold and the screen is bleeding blue
I looked outside for a ghost of something true
But the streetlights are screaming in a frequency I hate
And the clock on the wall is just a finger pointing at fate.
​Pre-Chorus
(Music drops to just a steady, pounding kick drum)
Oh my lord, what the fuck... yeah.
What the fuck... oh no.
​Chorus
What the fuck is happening now?
Oh my wow...
The whole world is fucked up,
And the sky is falling down now.
Holy cow,
What... why... now...
What... the fuck.
​Verse 2
Static in the water, plastic in the lungs
We’re singing digital anthems with silver-plated tongues.
I tried to find the exit but the door is just a screen
Showing me a highlight reel of places I’ve never been.
​Pre-Chorus
(Guitar feedback begins to squeal)
Oh my lord, what the fuck... yeah.
What the fuck... oh no.
​Chorus
What the fuck is happening now?
Oh my wow...
The whole world is fucked up,
And the sky is falling down now.
Holy cow,
What... why... now...
What... the fuck.
​Bridge
(Tempo speeds up—chaotic, frantic energy)
Gravity is a suggestion!
Sanity is a luxury!
I’m staring at the sun until my eyes turn into lead
There’s a riot in the garden and a fire in my head!
​Guitar Solo
(Aggressive, messy, high-gain solo that mimics a downward spiral)
​Outro
(Music stops abruptly, leaving only a low hum)
What... why... now?
(Whispered)
What the fuck.
(Final heavy drum hit)
​

(Intro: Feedback builds slowly, followed by a thick, sluggish drum beat. A distorted bass line kicks in.)  Male vocals