Kneeling On Metal Grater
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this is attentive pop/dark pop song
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here's the full song
[Verse 1]
Every word he spits, I wanna fucking scream,
Like a goddamn chainsaw tearing through my dream.
His voice is poison, crawling through my veins,
A relentless assault driving me insane.
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, shut the fuck up, for just one second,
Your tone's a death toll, it’s a weapon.
Every syllable, another mistake,
A migraine I just can’t escape.
[Chorus]
It’s like kneeling on a metal grater,
Every fucking word makes me hate him greater.
Scraping nerves 'til I’m on fire,
His voice is hell, there’s no higher.
I can’t block it out, I can’t even breathe,
This torture’s something I didn’t need.
[Verse 2]
He opens his mouth, and the room turns to ash,
Every vowel’s a punch, every sentence a gash.
I’d pay good money just to make him stop,
But no, he keeps going, he’s the fucking worst drop.
[Pre-Chorus]
Goddamn it, dude, just give us a break,
Your voice is like glass, for fuck’s sake.
It grates my soul, it’s a living sin,
Silence is golden—just let it begin.
[Chorus]
It’s like kneeling on a metal grater,
Every fucking word makes me hate him greater.
Scraping nerves 'til I’m on fire,
His voice is hell, there’s no higher.
I can’t block it out, I can’t even breathe,
This torture’s something I didn’t need.
[Bridge]
Every fucking pitch is a hammer to the brain,
A symphony of shit that drives me insane.
I’d rather be stabbed, I’d rather be shot,
Than listen to his garbage one more fucking lot.
[Chorus]
It’s like kneeling on a metal grater,
Every fucking word makes me hate him greater.
Scraping nerves 'til I’m on fire,
His voice is hell, there’s no higher.
I can’t block it out, I can’t even breathe,
This torture’s something I didn’t need.
[Outro]
Kneeling, still kneeling, and I’ve had enough,
His sound’s a curse, it’s brutal as fuck.
One more word, and I’m gonna break,
His voice is my hell—it’s more than I can take.
(singing) It’s like kneeling on a metal grater,
(singing) Every fucking word makes me hate him greater.
(singing) Scraping nerves 'til I’m on fire.