Gurltrucka (Jack On)
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- screamo
- dubstep
- glitch
- slamming brutal death metal
- aggressive
- rhythmic
- dark
- backing vocals
- choir
- female vocalist
- female vocal
- female
- female fronted metal
- female fronted
- rap-metal
- big beat
- angry
- emoviolence
- grindcore
- deathcore
- deathgrind
- violence
- girl group
- stomp and holler
- riot grrrl
- drift phonk
- phonk
About
The last gurl in the box song.
Lyrics
Ritual Chant
Flesh and iron pounding doors—freight train hearts collide
Grease-fire flames, kitchens scream, sodium in their eyes
Cages rattle, black boots snap—dinner is the fight
Clock’s dead silence eaten whole, chaos owns the night
Verse 0
Gutters choke on feathers, shredded masks fly
Three banshee fists in sick moonlight—watch ‘em multiply
Jack’s kingdom gone rabid, chrome wrappers, bone cracks
The menu’s war, they chew through steel, never looking back
Preamble Scream
Pasadena! Hell mansion bleeds
Barefoot thunder—crush what it feeds
Fry oil hissing, knives out, fears combust
Girlpack drool death—devour, combust
Intro
Screams rip through Pasadena skies
Steel doors slam—let the dead girls rise
Food court flames, burgers stacked, sodas spray
Welcome to hell time, no one walks away
Verse 1
Mansion cracked open, velvet floors stained
Frings in her fist, everything’s carnage-trained
Poppy, Piper, Avah—fists pound the fate
Jack-in-the-Box wrappers, litter this estate
Footsteps thunder, echoes get crushed
Bare feet sprint—vengeance turned to dust
Zoey with her army—emo eyes locked wide
Tonight the queens feast, their rivals won't hide
Chorus
GURLTRUCKA! Coming straight for your crown
White knuckles, bare feet on the blood-soaked ground
Pasadena shakes, Jacked Up on the run
Three storms crack skulls—wings split the sun
Post-Chorus
Crush it, smash it, Gurltrucka, raw
Gurltrucka, raw
Crush it, smash it, Gurltrucka, raw
Verse 2
Loaded tray—spicy tacos ignite
Bacon double sourdough, bite after bite
Frings fly, ketchup stains on the floor
She’s chewing through henchgirls—cry for some more!
Pre-Chorus
Avah, Piper, Poppy strike like thunder
Bare toes break bones, every faker goes under
Fists that snap will—rage fuels the scene
All she can eat, all she can defeat—mean
Chorus
GURLTRUCKA! Bodies hit the wall
Pasadena roars, who will fall?
Coca-Cola Zero drips from her jaw
This deadly ballroom feeds the brawl
Post-Chorus
Crush it, smash it, Gurltrucka, raw
Gurltrucka, raw
Crush it, smash it, Gurltrucka, raw
Bridge
Broken glass glittering, neon girls howl
Jack-in-the-Box wrappers rip, war cry growls
Pasadena’s cracking—heels slamming pain
Soda fizz blood—rivals circling the drain
Breakdown
YO! Avah spins left—Piper takes the right
Poppy stomps Zoey—EMO FREAKS TAKE FLIGHT!
Thunder chorus, fists grind the weak
Bite, thrash, scream—someone’s jawbone creaks
Chorus
GURLTRUCKA! Annihilation on display
Barefoot legends crushing through decay
Pasadena ends when the queens declare war
Chains, fries, screams—pounding the floor
Drop
Gurltrucka, roar!
Snap it, choke it, Gurltrucka, war!
Gurltrucka, roar!
Snap it, choke it, Gurltrucka, war!
Outro
Fury floods the halls—red eyes, spit foam
Jack grease stains fists—bring the rivals home
Avah rips the crown, Piper grins wild
Poppy carves victory in every exiled
Stomp! Stomp! Echoes in the pit
Schoolgirl army broken, this is it
Girls unleashed, no mercy, no pause
Pasadena trembles—warlords in gauze
Choir Breakdown
GURLTRUCKA! Scream your veins apart
Chains swing, shadows rip, tear out the dark
Fists, fries, soda—savage in bloom
Schoolgirl carnage—Pasadena’s doom
Drop
Gurltrucka, gore!
Cut it, rip it, Gurltrucka, roar!
Gurltrucka, gore!
Cut it, rip it, Gurltrucka, roar!
Finale
GIRLS COLLIDE—blood threads through the tile
Flesh splits—victory chewed with a smile
Screaming fractures in the walls—they burn
Fire in her hands, watch the rivals churn
Chains slam, dripping grease and spite
Pasadena avalanches under neon delight
Knuckle spray, laughter, break the frame
Jack-in-the-Box graves—all remember the name
Choir Drop
GURLTRUCKA! Gnash, grind, reign
Crush the faint, thunder the pain
Bare feet stomp, riot surge unshackled
Three queens savage—night untangled
Post-Chorus
Gurltrucka, scar!
Twist it, splinter, Gurltrucka, scar!
Gurltrucka, tear!
Twist it, splinter, Gurltrucka, tear!
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