Glass & Rust
v4
@Ivan Demeter
Glass & Rust
v4
@Ivan Demeter
Songteksten
### Title: «Glass & Rust (Cherry's Diss)»
[Intro – Dirty, fuzzy bassline, rhythmic handclaps, sassy electric guitar tease]
*(Cherry's high-class, mocking laugh)*
"Oh, Roger... You think that rusted metal of yours is power?
Sweetheart, you're just a dog barking at a diamond. Listen closely."
[Verse 1 – Cherry, sassy, slow-burn vocals, whispering but sharp, heavy bass pulse]
You walk around in boots, smelling like grease and gasoline,
The loudest piece of trash this school has ever seen.
You and your "Atomic" boys, flexing with your rusted steel,
But you're too blind and basic to understand the way I feel.
I rule in velvet, gold, and deep-dyed crimson red,
While you’ve got nothing but heavy concrete in your head.
My *Bloody Hearts* are art, a beautiful, seductive crime,
And you’re just a Neanderthal wasting my expensive time.
[Pre-Chorus – Beat speeds up, distorted guitar riffs kick in, claps get faster]
You fight with fists, I fight with sheer prestige,
You’re just a peasant staring at my royal siege.
So take your tools, go back to your dirty garage floor,
'Cause you're too cheap to ever knock on my door!
[Chorus – EXPLOSION! Fast, dancing alternative rock, heavy fuzzy bass, screamy but melodic sassy vocals (LUNA AURA style on speed)]
Hey, Roger! Look at me!
I’m the glamour that you'll never be!
You’re just a bully in a leather vest,
I am the queen, and my style is the best!
Your heavy metal is a boring joke,
I blow my glitter, watch you fade in smoke!
Taste the cherry, bleed for the art,
You got no chance against a Bloody Heart!
Yeah, you’re just rust, and I’m pure glass!
Class, baby, class!
[Verse 2 – Cherry, rapid-fire, cheeky, talking-singing style, very rhythmic]
You think you’re tough because you scream and shout?
Darling, one look from me, and your whole crew is out.
Your "strength" is just a mask for having zero taste,
Every word you speak is just a tragic waste.
Go pump some iron, go cry about your rules,
While I drink champagne and manipulate these fools.
You’re basic, you’re brute, a total fashion crime,
No wonder you could never align with mine!
[Bridge – Stripped-back beat, only fuzz bass and handclaps, Cherry speaks with extreme contempt]
*(Seductive, whispering, dangerous voice)*
"A weapon? You wanted to make Isabella a weapon?
How... predictable. How boring.
We don't need weapons, Roger. We own their minds."
*(Sharp, screaming guitar feedback)*
"And we definitely own yours."
[Chorus – Max energy, massive fuzz guitar and drum climax]
Hey, Roger! Look at me!
I’m the glamour that you'll never be!
You’re just a bully in a leather vest,
I am the queen, and my style is the best!
Your heavy metal is a boring joke,
I blow my glitter, watch you fade in smoke!
Taste the cherry, bleed for the art,
You got no chance against a Bloody Heart!
[Outro – Cool, fading bass loop, Cherry sighs in boredom]
Cherry: "Go back to your sandbox, big boy. Ha-ha!"
*(Fuzzy guitar slide cuts off abruptly)*
[Intro – Dirty, fuzzy bassline, rhythmic handclaps, sassy electric guitar tease]
*(Cherry's high-class, mocking laugh)*
"Oh, Roger... You think that rusted metal of yours is power?
Sweetheart, you're just a dog barking at a diamond. Listen closely."
[Verse 1 – Cherry, sassy, slow-burn vocals, whispering but sharp, heavy bass pulse]
You walk around in boots, smelling like grease and gasoline,
The loudest piece of trash this school has ever seen.
You and your "Atomic" boys, flexing with your rusted steel,
But you're too blind and basic to understand the way I feel.
I rule in velvet, gold, and deep-dyed crimson red,
While you’ve got nothing but heavy concrete in your head.
My *Bloody Hearts* are art, a beautiful, seductive crime,
And you’re just a Neanderthal wasting my expensive time.
[Pre-Chorus – Beat speeds up, distorted guitar riffs kick in, claps get faster]
You fight with fists, I fight with sheer prestige,
You’re just a peasant staring at my royal siege.
So take your tools, go back to your dirty garage floor,
'Cause you're too cheap to ever knock on my door!
[Chorus – EXPLOSION! Fast, dancing alternative rock, heavy fuzzy bass, screamy but melodic sassy vocals (LUNA AURA style on speed)]
Hey, Roger! Look at me!
I’m the glamour that you'll never be!
You’re just a bully in a leather vest,
I am the queen, and my style is the best!
Your heavy metal is a boring joke,
I blow my glitter, watch you fade in smoke!
Taste the cherry, bleed for the art,
You got no chance against a Bloody Heart!
Yeah, you’re just rust, and I’m pure glass!
Class, baby, class!
[Verse 2 – Cherry, rapid-fire, cheeky, talking-singing style, very rhythmic]
You think you’re tough because you scream and shout?
Darling, one look from me, and your whole crew is out.
Your "strength" is just a mask for having zero taste,
Every word you speak is just a tragic waste.
Go pump some iron, go cry about your rules,
While I drink champagne and manipulate these fools.
You’re basic, you’re brute, a total fashion crime,
No wonder you could never align with mine!
[Bridge – Stripped-back beat, only fuzz bass and handclaps, Cherry speaks with extreme contempt]
*(Seductive, whispering, dangerous voice)*
"A weapon? You wanted to make Isabella a weapon?
How... predictable. How boring.
We don't need weapons, Roger. We own their minds."
*(Sharp, screaming guitar feedback)*
"And we definitely own yours."
[Chorus – Max energy, massive fuzz guitar and drum climax]
Hey, Roger! Look at me!
I’m the glamour that you'll never be!
You’re just a bully in a leather vest,
I am the queen, and my style is the best!
Your heavy metal is a boring joke,
I blow my glitter, watch you fade in smoke!
Taste the cherry, bleed for the art,
You got no chance against a Bloody Heart!
[Outro – Cool, fading bass loop, Cherry sighs in boredom]
Cherry: "Go back to your sandbox, big boy. Ha-ha!"
*(Fuzzy guitar slide cuts off abruptly)*
Stijl van muziek
Style of Music: > Fast sassy alternative rock, dirty fuzz bassline, dance-punk beat, confident female vocals, handclaps, distorted garage rock guitars, rhythmic talking-singing, glamorous dark attitud
