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Lyrics
Synapse to synapse, the possibility's thin
I'm dressed up for free drinks and family greetings
On your wedding, your wedding, your wedding day
The figures in plastic on the wedding cake that I took
Were so real
And I kept a distance, the complications cloud
The postcards and blips through fibre optics
As the girls with the pigtails were running from
Little boys wearing bowties their parents bought
And "I'll catch you this time"
Crashing through the parlor doors, what was your first reaction?
Screaming, drunk, disorderly, I'll tell you mine
You were the one, but I can't spit it out when the date's been set
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately
Synapse to synapse, the sneaky kids had attached
Beer cans to the bumper so they could drive
Up and down the main drag
People would turn to see who's making the racket
It's not the first time
And when they lay down, the fish will swim upstream
And I'll contest, but they won't listen
When the casualty rate's near 100 percent
And there isn't a pension for second-best
Or for hardly moving
Crashing through the parlor doors, what was your first reaction?
Screaming, drunk, disorderly, I'll tell you mine
You were the one, but I can't spit it out when the date's been set
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately
You were the one, but I can't spit it out when the date's been set
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately
Details
GeneratedNov 7, 2025
Duration2:17
LanguageEnglish
Style
Kawaii, screamo, emo, grindcore, metal, J-Pop, speedcore, Metal. Nerdcore, Phonk, post pop, hardcore, 1000 bpm, female
Credits
Prompt by
extra_unbearable
extra_unbearableModelAria v5
