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Write a grunge or alternative rock song expressing inner rebellion and apathy of youth in a world that feels meaningless, artificial, and boring. The lyrics should be raw, sarcastic, and emotionally disoriented—angry but also detached. Use absurd or ambiguous metaphors to reflect confusion, boredom, and anti-mainstream attitude. Let the song feel rough and unapologetically chaotic.
The image features a young woman with long, dark hair, wearing a black jacket and lipstick. She appears to be staring into the distance, possibly reflecting on her inner rebellion and apathy towards the world. The scene is set against a pink background, which adds a contrasting and vibrant touch to the overall composition. The woman's expression and posture convey a sense of disorientation and detachment from societal norms, further emphasizing the raw and sarcastic nature of the song's lyrics.
Title: Plastic Hearts & Empty Souls
Tags: Grunge, Alternative Rock
I’m fading in the static, I’m stuck in a dream, A broken record spinning, don’t know what it means. Everyone’s got a smile, but it’s made of glass, Chasing shadows in a world that’s moving too fast. Screaming at the sky, but it don’t even care, My words are just echoes, fading in the air. The lights are too bright, the noise too loud, I’m lost in the middle of a faceless crowd. (Chorus) We’re all just plastic hearts with empty souls, Trying to fill the holes in a world that’s cold. Laughing at the chaos, it’s all a joke, But we’re too numb to even choke. Staring at the ceiling, nothing feels real, A cardboard life and a cheap appeal. I’m drowning in a cup of stale fake smiles, Burnt out, but they’re telling me to stay awhile. (Chorus) We’re all just plastic hearts with empty souls, Trying to fill the holes in a world that’s cold. Laughing at the chaos, it’s all a joke, But we’re too numb to even choke. (Bridge) Swallowed by the silence, drowning in the noise, Lost in the vapor, pretending we’ve got a choice. Revolution’s just a t-shirt, worn by the bored, Fighting for nothing, and we’re still so ignored. (Chorus) We’re all just plastic hearts with empty souls, Trying to fill the holes in a world that’s cold. Laughing at the chaos, it’s all a joke, But we’re too numb to even choke. Outro: No escape, no way out, just a trap of our own design, I’ll keep pretending to care, but I’ll never cross that line.