[intro - radio filter • static • sub boom] Signal restored… prime mode active… welcome back. (vocal chops: “back-back-back…”) [verse 1 - male vocal • close mic] [muted guitars • ticking hats] I been staring at a dead screen glow Half-made tracks and abandoned notes Every file sounding half-alive Like the spark got buried over time [reverse swell] Then the synths came back like ghosts 808s shaking through my bones And suddenly the room lit up Like I remembered who I was [fx transition - tape stop] (vocal chop: “who I waaas—”) [verse 2 - female vocal • airy harmonies] [future bass chords pulsing] I missed the chaos in the headphones Missed the nights I couldn’t let go Stacking vocals till the sun came up Turning heartbreak into bass drops Now the ideas hit too fast Every chorus built to crash Every line feels dangerous again Like I’m finally back inside my head [bridge - ambient pads • whispers] the prime never died… it was waiting… [pre-chorus - rising synth hiss • layered harmonies] I can feel the static building in my chest Like every old song waking from the dead [vocal chops: “dead-dead-dead—”] [chorus - both vocals • huge supersaws • live drums] [sub drop] I’m back in my prime again Back with the voltage in my veins Back making songs that hit too hard Half heartbreak, half electric scars [gang vocals] And now my brain won’t slow down Every beat shakes the whole room now Like the soundtrack to a city collapse Yeah, I’m finally back [post-chorus - glitch chops] (prime again—gain—gain—) (back-back-back—) [bridge - halftime drums • robotic fx] No sleep… Just ideas… [verse 3 - male vocal • distorted cadence] [industrial drums • crunchy bass] I could make a song like— “Your name still burns in my dashboard lights Every missed call keeps me up all night” Or maybe something darker like— “We kissed while the sirens painted the street red Now your ghost sleeps inside my headset” [glitch fx burst] (headset—set—set—) [verse 4 - female vocal • soft-rap flow] [bright synth plucks • sidechain pads] I could make another anthem scream About lovers lost in laser beams Or some sad song with shattered drums About how nobody really outruns love Maybe one about empty rooms Neon rain and sleeping at noon Or one where the bassline hits so hard It feels like heaven tearing apart [buildup - snare rise • crowd chants] TURN IT UP— LET IT BREAK— LET THE WHOLE FLOOR SHAKE— (vocal chops: “prime-prime-prime…”) [beat drop - giant EDM explosion] [supersaws • distorted guitars • sub impacts] (I’M BACK—) (BACK IN MY PRIME AGAIN—) [verse 5 - duet vocals] [chopped choir textures] Now every melody feels alive Like lightning crawling up my spine And every synth screams loud enough To wake the version I once was I missed creating worlds from sound Making pain feel gigantic somehow Turning panic into choirs and noise Turning loneliness into a voice [verse 6 - cinematic lift] [full drums • layered harmonies] So if the room goes dark tonight I’ll still build stars from flashing lights Still make songs that feel too real Still make wounds sound beautiful Cause this was always part of me The chaos and the frequencies And every time the speakers blow I finally feel at home [bridge - soft piano • tape hiss] Maybe this is who I was meant to be… [pre-chorus] I can feel the static building in my chest Like every old song waking from the dead [final chorus - maximum energy] [all synths active • choir stacks] I’m back in my prime again Back with the voltage in my veins Back making songs that hit too hard Half heartbreak, half electric scars And now my brain won’t slow down Every beat shakes the whole room now Like the soundtrack to a city collapse Yeah, I’m finally back [post-chorus - chopped vocals • glitch spam] (finally back—) (prime-prime-prime—) [outro - fading ambience • radio static] Signal stable… welcome home…
