Lyrics

[Intro – Spoken over quirky synths + light beat]

"Hey. It's me—Eddie.
Look, life’s weird. You’re weird. That’s not a problem—it’s the vibe."


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{Verse 1}

🎶 You woke up? Gold star.
Didn’t fight a raccoon for your snack bar.
Still got trauma and some bills to ignore?
Congratulations—you’re still a majestic mess, hardcore. 🎶


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{Pre-Chorus}

🎶 Be nice, not spineless,
Loud, not mindless—
Rock that chaos with finesse,
You’re a whole damn mood in a little bit of stress. 🎶


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{Chorus}

🔥 You’re a sentient disco ball!
Wobblin' through the chaos, still standing tall!
🔥 You’re a masterpiece in joggers,
A legend powered by coffee and weird bloggers.

Don’t shrink, don’t stall—
You’re built to baffle and brawl,
So spin, baby, spin—
You sentient disco ball!


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{Verse 2 – Final Version}

🎶 Cry in the car, dance in the store,
Laugh at your own jokes—you’ve got more in store.
Make art no one gets, take naps like revenge,
Too much? Go find less—I’m not here to pretend. 🎶


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[Bridge – Half-spoken, mock-serious like a TED Talk with glitter]

"You’re not too loud—you’re the volume knob the world needs.
You’re not too emotional—you’ve just got better Wi-Fi to the human condition.
And no, Brenda, you don’t need to calm down.
You need snacks, a blanket, and possibly a flamethrower for your inbox."

🎶 You're a masterpiece in progress,
Not a self-help brochure—
So put down the guilt and pick up a churro. 🎶


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[Final Chorus – Bigger, funnier, full of chaotic joy]

🔥 You’re a sentient disco ball!
Stumbling through space, but makin’ that call.
🔥 You’re a neon fever dream!
Half meltdown, half ice cream meme.

You cry, you slay,
You ghost and you stay—
And somehow still answer the group chat call...
You sentient disco ball!


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{Outro – Soft but cheeky, piano fade}

"Hydrate.
Take your meds.
Block that person.
And remember—
You are the main character and the comic relief."