Mech-Toy

[GLOBAL: tempo 130–138 BPM, zimne EBM; młody wokal męski, queer rage; zero ciepła. Brud, przester, mechanika. Emocja: wściekłość + upokorzenie zamienione w atak.]

[INTRO]
[metal hit][servo noise][low distorted whisper, deadpan]
Wind me up.
[pause]
Break me.
[pause][static crackle]
Smile, cunt.
[hard cut]

[VERSE 1]
[spoken-shout, rhythmic, tight]
You want my mouth, not what I say
You want my ass, not my name
Wire me up, inject the lie
Call me art, then let me die
Dress me pretty, watch me die
Run the script, erase the “I”
I’m your glitch, your dirty trick
Your empty shell, your fake-as-fuck fix!

[PRE-CHORUS]
[build tension, rising distortion, half-scream]
You stare like gods with empty eyes
No blood, no guts, just polished lies

[CHORUS]
[FULL SCREAM, wide, distorted, double-tracked]
I’M NOT YOUR FUCKING TOY!
I’M NOT YOUR FUCKING BOY!
I’VE GOT A HEART THAT SCREAMS TOO LOUD
YOU WANT ME DEAD BUT SHINY, PROUD
I BLEED ON BEAT, I FEEL, I BREAK
YOU FUCKERS FAKE WHAT I CAN’T FAKE
YOU WIND ME UP, YOU NEED THE NOISE
BUT YOU—
[break][shouted]
YOU’RE THE FUCKING TOYS!

[VERSE 2]
[spoken, colder, more mechanical]
I kneel so you don’t have to think
I sing so you don’t fucking sink
You clap with hands that never shake
You cum to things you didn’t make
You want my pain but safe and clean
A CUTE CONTROLLED LITTLE SEX MACHINE 

[PRE-CHORUS 2]
[voice rising to scream]
You feed on rage you’ll never feel

[CHORUS (REPEAT)]
[SCREAM HARDER, add saturation]
I’M NOT YOUR FUCKING TOY…

BRIDGE
[beat drops; noise drone; raw scream, unhinged]
IF I COULD LIVE AND NOT PERFORM
LOVE A MAN WITHOUT YOUR NORM
DRINK THE HEAT, BURN THE SHAME
KEEP MY BODY, KEEP MY NAME
I KNOW YOUR NIGHTS ARE FUCKING EMPTY

BREAK
[silence → single kick][whisper, contempt]
You need me.
You hate that.

[TEMPO STOP / BEAT OFF]
[brak rytmu przez pierwsze sekundy]

[deep sub drone – bardzo niski, ledwo słyszalny]
[szum jak wentylacja / serwerownia]
[reversed reverb tails]
[slow stereo movement – uczucie dryfowania]

[wokal: szept / oddalony, bez rytmu]
[voice jakby spod wody / zza ściany]

[półsłowa, pourywane]
I’m still here…
I feel…
Don’t shut me down…

[granular texture – pęknięcia, trzaski]
[metallic echoes bardzo rzadko]

[po ~20–30 sekundach: narastanie napięcia]
[filtr powoli się otwiera]
[pojawia się puls sub-basu (bez kicka)]
[noise rośnie, ale kontrolowanie]

[ostatnie 4–8 sekund]
[heartbeat-like pulse]
[feedback rising]
[sudden cut → FULL DROP W FINAL CHORUS]

[FINAL CHORUS]
[MAX SCREAM, borderline clipping, gang-shout on last lines]
I’M NOT YOUR FUCKING TOY
I’M NOT YOUR FUCKING BOY
I’M FLESH, I’M WIRE, I’M RAGE, I’M PRIDE
I’M EVERYTHING YOU BURY INSIDE
YOU LIE WITHOUT A SINGLE WORD
YOU FUCK IN SILENCE, FEEL ABSURD
THESE MACHINES—
[chant][repeated, screamed]
ARE YOU?
ARE YOU
ARE YOU

[OUTRO]
[servo slowing][cold spoken]
Wind me up again.
[FINAL OUTRO][FULL POWER SCREAM]
FUUUUUUUCK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUU!

Aggressive industrial EBM, 135 BPM, teen male rage, distorted screams, cold machine beats, no warmth, club bunker energy