The Fear of Psychobob - Studio-Quality AI Music Generator by Tangra AI

Intro] [whispered Half-spoken] They wrote him down As a monster in the margins But the margins Were all they ever read Gavel cracks Neon cracks Something breaks And from the smoke He steps [Verse 1] He walks out of the frozen case files Name crossed out in red pen rage Every crooked little king and idol Feels a tremor running through the cage Black coat whipping in the siren glow Boots hit pavement like a drumline blow Every lie they buried under steel and stone Starts shaking like a broken bone [Pre-Chorus] He’s the rumor in the squad room The stain they cannot scrub They trade their holy paychecks At the backroom judge’s club “Let the world burn quieter” They mutter Look away But he is not a rumor He is walking in today (hey!) [Chorus] Psychobob Herald of the fall Name they spray-paint on the courthouse wall Not a villain He’s a verdict in a leather coat Singing doom Doom Doom in a burning throat Psychobob Storm in human skin Kicking every rusted Twisted hinge If the law won’t turn its face at all He will bring the hammer He will bring the wall [Verse 2] He finds them in their mirrored high-rises Charity smiles Diamond pins Hands still dripping from the midnight auctions Where they traded broken children for a win He flips the table on their velvet sins Candles die The night storms in “Tell me Who’s the psycho When the world calls *this* a win?” (oh!) [Pre-Chorus] Dispatch lines go quiet When they hear his name “Lost connection Bad reception” They abort the call again They’d rather guard their pensions Than the bodies in the rain So he carves the guilty’s secrets On the doors they can’t replace [Chorus] Psychobob Herald of the fall Name they spray-paint on the courthouse wall Not a villain He’s a verdict in a leather coat Singing doom Doom Doom in a burning throat Psychobob Storm in human skin Kicking every rusted Twisted hinge If the law won’t turn its face at all He will bring the hammer He will bring the wall [Bridge] [organ and strings swell Drums drop to toms] They call him cursed Because he stares straight in To the ledger Where they keep their grins He reads the entries Line by line Each unpaid sorrow Marked in fire [guitars slam back in] He is not your nightmare He’s the end of one He’s the clock striking midnight On the chosen ones When the badge turns backward When the robe runs red He’s the last Loud sentence In the book they never read (woah!) [Chorus] Psychobob Herald of the fall Name they spray-paint on the courthouse wall Not a villain He’s the verdict in a leather coat Singing doom Doom Doom in a burning throat Psychobob Storm in human skin Kicking every rusted Twisted hinge If the law won’t turn its face at all He will bring the hammer He will bring the wall [Outro] [choir and organ Then lone vocal] Psychobob Walk on Walk on Where the sirens Dare not call If justice fears to face you Let the guilty Face The fall

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