Crybaby Anthem

[Intro] *(Hard-hitting bass drops, distorted synths, ominous build-up)* [Verse 1] Yo, these bands whinin’ like the world’s ’bout to end, Tears on the mic, talkin’ ’bout their high school girlfriend. Guitars squealin’, screamin’ ’bout some fake despair, Crybaby anthems cloggin’ up the fuckin’ air. Linkin Park—yo, they the kings of the cringe, Chester cried so loud, he forgot to sing. “In the end, it doesn’t even matter”? Nah, facts— Y’all paved the way for these emo copycat acts. TrapHouse got the bass to crack your spine, We don’t weep—we stack cash, stack time. Your broken heart’s a b**t we’ll never sample, Grown men cryin’? That’s a weak example. [Chorus] Crybaby bands, y’all stuck in 2003, Sniffle on the track, no real pain, just ADHD. We drop bombs, you drop tears in your beer, TrapHouse rules—emo’s d**d, disappear. [Verse 2] Y’all still wearin’ black eyeliner, wrist full of scars, We stackin’ bars, you stackin’ angst in your cars. “Numb” to your trash, skip it like ads, Y’all the reason why rock’s in the trash bags. TikTok teens resurrect your sad little cult, We here to bury it deeper—no results. Bass so thick, it’ll shatter your past, TrapHouse don’t mourn—we came here to blast. [Bridge] *(Bass drops pause, eerie silence)* You wanna scream? Scream louder—we don’t care. Your heart’s a prop, your pain’s a solitaire. *(Sudden bass explosion)* [Outro] *(Bass fades, synth echoes, final dismissive laugh)*