[INTRO] (A heavy, guitar play,drum) [VERSE 1] Pathetic residue staggering on this stage Everyone looks at me, but nobody sees me In that bright, shining world where you breathe There is no place for me—I’m just a twisted stain A broken-winged patient begging for a dream "You're too weightless, you're too jagged" Raking claws of hallucination piercing through my skull What the hell am I even doing here? [PRE-CHORUS] When the gale blows, I shake on the verge of collapse Like dry dust crawling through the shadows Facing this giant wall that drains the life from my veins I reach out to you—save me from this hell! [CHORUS] But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo! Trashing on this filthy floor, turned into a specks of dust! I don't belong here, I don't belong here! I wanna drift away, right next to where you breathe! Clutching my torn-open chest, I’ll fly high— If only I could reach even the bottom of your radiant world! [VERSE 2] (Groovy hip-hop drum beat drops into rap delivery) Look at you, so special, so perfect, pure white Compared to you, I'm just trash—a rotting black-and-white sight Squeezing my chest in terror, scared I might stain your light Orbiting like a dead rock around your sun in the night Even as a grain of dust resting on your clothes, I don't care Call my name, pull me out of this nightmare! [PRE-CHORUS] (Guitars explode violently, building up for sound) Blow harder, winds of rage! Shatter me to dust! I’m just dry ash anyway, nothing left to rust! If only I can reach your side, Even if I burn to cinders in your blinding light! [CHORUS] But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo! Trashing on this filthy floor, turned into a specks of dust! I don't belong here, I don't belong here! I wanna drift away, right next to where you breathe! [BRIDGE] (Heavy turntable scratches with extreme bounce riffs) (Screaming ) Run! Run! Run! Run! The scream of my soul that never reaches you! Fly away! Fade away! Become a single speck of dust and dissolve into your air! I wish I was special! I just wanted to live in your world! I wish I was special! But I’m nothing but crushed-up dust! [GUITAR & DJ SCRATCH SOLO] (Heavy breakdown riff slammed with intense scratch session) [OUTRO] (All heavy noise cuts instantly; only a dreamy clean guitar tone remains) When the harsh wind blows again... I will float away... Anywhere... to wherever you are... (Spoken / Whispering) Whatever makes you happy... Whatever you want... I'm just... a tiny grain of dust... lingering by your side... (One final heavy drop-tuned hit, slowly fading out)
