Default setting: Autopilot
by @perspect!vePREMIUM·public·0 likes · 0 forks
Electronic RockSpoken WordDarkMental HealthDystopian
[Intro] [Vocal style: Spoken, monotone with glitch stutter FX] [Instrument: Lo-fi ticking, ambient pads, filtered static] [Mood: Cold, mechanical, numb] Wake up. Swipe. Stand up. Scroll. Walk. Forget what for. [Verse 1] [Vocal style: Deadpan spoken word with occasional pitch shift] [Instrument: Looping synth pulse, tight electronic percussion, lo-fi guitar textures] [Mood: Dissociative, distant] I check the time, not because I need to— Just to make sure it’s still passing. Same route, same playlist, same face in the mirror. But I don’t know him. Not anymore. The lights are on... but no one’s home. Just a vessel, on schedule, alone. Eyes open doesn’t mean awake. Breathing doesn’t mean alive. Smiling doesn’t mean anything at all. [Pre-Chorus] [Vocal style: Half-sung, breathy, layered with subtle glitches] [Instrument: Arpeggiated synths, build tension, slight vocal delay] [Mood: Trapped, repetitive, building pressure] Every day a copy-paste. Every laugh pre-rendered. Every plan on delay. [Chorus] [Vocal style: Shouted, with gang vocal layers and delay FX] [Instrument: Explosive drums, distorted guitars, syncopated synth stabs] [Mood: Urgent, breaking point] I’m stuck in default mode! Every step, rehearsed code! This isn’t living — it’s low-power sleep! I scream, but I stay on repeat! [Verse 2] [Vocal style: Spoken, slightly more strained/emotive] [Instrument: Glitch percussion, reversed textures, ticking clock sample] [Mood: Frustrated, claustrophobic] Alarm. Shower. Inbox. Lie. Meetings where no one says what they mean. Lunch I won’t remember eating. Notifications like smoke signals— But no one’s coming to rescue me. [Bridge] [Vocal style: Distorted whispers, chopped and glitched loop] [Instrument: Half-time beat, heavy bass modulation, ambient pads cut in] [Mood: Dark, self-aware, collapsing] [Glitch loop repeating “Autopilot... Autopilot...”] How do you escape a maze You built yourself? [Final Chorus] [Vocal style: Shouted with desperation, layered gang vocals] [Instrument: Peak energy – guitars + synths colliding, blown-out drums] [Mood: Cathartic, explosive] I’m stuck in default mode! Low battery, no upload! This isn’t living — it’s sleep on shuffle! Don’t reset me — break the cycle! [Outro] [Vocal style: Calm, spoken, near-whisper with static tail] [Instrument: Soft ambient pads, clock ticking fades out] [Mood: Resigned, faintly hopeful] Wake up. Swipe. Stand up. Scroll. Not today.
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