Track · May 11, 2026 · English
Franchise Death
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**[Intro]**
[Sound of a muted TV playing a news report. The voice is distorted. A chaotic, dissonant guitar riff kicks in, sounding like a broken Vought International broadcast.]
**[Verse 1]**
(Shouted, aggressive vocals)
They’re scrolling the feed, the simulacrum of the public consciousness
Corporate PR greed, a timeline of manufactured consensus
Main Character Energy, the narcissism is lethal
They think they’re the protagonist in a world that’s merely cellular
I’m in the wings, I’m in the liminal space between the takes
Watching them perform the tragedy of their own mistakes
Their Twitter beefs are written on a screen that I can see
But I’m just the metadata, the background noise of their tragedy.
**[Chorus]**
Oh, the satire of a satire is a terminal cancer!
A loop of irony that has forgotten how to dance!
I am the nothingness you don’t see on the screen!
I am the void outside the main plot of the dream!
Yeah, I’m the meta-commentary, the ghost in the machine!
I’m watching you fight for supremacy while I’m watching the scene!
**[Verse 2]**
[Fast, frantic, rhythmic delivery. The guitars switch to a tight, staccato riff.]
Plot armor thick, their inadequacies are the plot
They have laser eyes, I have a plot that I have not!
They fight for supremacy, a corporate boardroom war
While I’m calculating the end of the story arc
I’m the Fourth Wall breaker, the glitch in the code
I’m the fifth wall liar, the one nobody knows
Their powers are fragile, their narrative is thin
I’m the writer’s block that is eating them from within!
**[Bridge]**
[Explosion of noise. The drums play a frantic, stuttering pattern. The guitars create a wall of sound. Screaming vocals overlap.]
The satire has gone on too long!
The lampoon is the reality!
We were supposed to be the joke!
But now the joke is the show!
The writers are blind!
The writers are asleep!
They think they control the fate!
But they don't even know my name!
I’m the plot twist they can't write!
I’m the cliffhanger they can't fake!
**[Heavy, slow down]**
I’m the script!
I’m the ink!
I’m the end!
**[Chorus]**
[FEATURE: Kenny Loggins - The contrast returns. The music is a smooth, funky groove with a clean electric guitar strumming. Kenny sings over it beautifully.]
Oh, the satire of a satire is a terminal cancer!
A loop of irony that has forgotten how to dance!
I am the nothingness you don’t see on the screen!
I am the void outside the main plot of the dream!
Yeah, I’m the meta-commentary, the ghost in the machine!
I’m watching you fight for supremacy while I’m watching the scene!
**[Outro]**
[Fast, chaotic Mathcore riffing. Faster and heavier.]
I’m the plot twist they can't write!
I’m the cliffhanger they can't fake!
I’m the script!
I’m the ink!
I’m the end!
I exist outside the plot!
I exist outside the plot!
The show is terrible.
The narrative is shallow.
I’m coming for the writers.
I’m coming for the world.
Style
idmmath rockjazz fusion. complex instrumentation: detuned electric guitarssitar swellsjazz saxophonefemaleenglish
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extra_unbearableGeneratedMay 11, 2026
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