(Verse 1)
You say you love me, you say you need me, you swear I'm the one
You pull the strings and make me dance until the daylight's gone
I'm just a toy for you to break and put back on the shelf
You’re the director of this show, but it’s a living hell
(Pre-Chorus)
Oh, your plastic smiles are starting to crack, I can see the flaws
You think you’re so real, so perfect, following all the laws
But this perfect little fantasy is built on lies you tell
And every word you whisper is a wish I'd burn in hell
(Chorus - Music shifts to heavy, distorted guitars, screaming vocals, and crashing drums like Get Scared)
IF YOU COULD BE THE CROWN, THEN I COULD BE THE THORNS
IF YOU COULD BE THE SUN, THEN I COULD BE THE STORMS
IF YOU COULD BE THE CURE, THEN I COULD BE THE DISEASE
AND EVERYTHING YOU SAY IS JUST A SICKENING SYMPHONY!
(Music abruptly shifts back to the synth-pop style)
(Verse 2)
You dress me up in your lies and tell me that I'm so beautiful
A perfect little doll in a world so fake and full of fools
You say you'd die without me, that you couldn't be apart
But you’re the one who’s picking up the pieces of my broken heart
(Pre-Chorus)
Oh, your plastic smiles are starting to crack, I can see the flaws
You think you’re so real, so perfect, following all the laws
But this perfect little fantasy is built on lies you tell
And every word you whisper is a wish I'd burn in hell
(Chorus - Music shifts back to heavy, distorted guitars, screaming vocals, and crashing drums)
IF YOU COULD BE THE CROWN, THEN I COULD BE THE THORNS
IF YOU COULD BE THE SUN, THEN I COULD BE THE STORMS
IF YOU COULD BE THE CURE, THEN I COULD BE THE DISEASE
AND EVERYTHING YOU SAY IS JUST A SICKENING SYMPHONY!
(Guitar solo with layered, distorted synth melodies)
(Bridge - Vocals are half-sung, half-spoken in a sarcastic, sneering tone)
You wanna play house? You wanna play pretend?
Okay, let's play forever, let's play until the end
You can be the hero, the one who saves the day
I'll be the tragedy you write to throw me all away
I'm so lucky to have you, you’re so good for me
Just like an open wound and a fresh infection, you see?
(Final Chorus - Even more aggressive and chaotic, with added vocal harmonies and layered screams)
IF YOU COULD BE THE CROWN, THEN I COULD BE THE THORNS
IF YOU COULD BE THE SUN, THEN I COULD BE THE STORMS
IF YOU COULD BE THE CURE, THEN I COULD BE THE DISEASE
AND EVERYTHING YOU SAY IS JUST A SICKENING SYMPHONY!
(Outro - Distorted guitars and drums end with a sharp, final crash. The synth beat continues for a few more bars before cutting off abruptly.)
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