I Hate Uptempo

I Love Uptempo :] https://sound.jp/fujimi/fir244.html Lyrics: A, A, A, AHH!!! ...not yet Oh, fake drop Knew it Another new kick today Zaag, Microwave, Piep Rainbow now, of course What flavor's next? "Original," "one of one," "No precedent," every week New names line the timeline Like a weekly ritual But the moment it hits The pattern is already set No thinking, no delay The reaction comes first Before I can judge it Before I can choose Before I can feel it My body reacts the same When I think that, I think this, When I think that, I think th th, When I think that, I think this, When I think that, th, th, th, th think this, think this, think this, think this this think, When I think that, I think this I Hate Uptempo! I Hate Uptempo! (When it comes, we go up) I Hate Uptempo! (That alone makes it work) I Hate Uptempo! (The ritual keeps going) The ritual turns into fatigue I Hate Uptempo! (No question, just react) I Hate Uptempo! (Hands up on cue) I Hate Uptempo! (Same timing again) It's starting to wear me down (AHHHH!!!) Almost all of it hurts That's the entry condition Pain comes first Before anything else Sharp to the ears Edges cutting straight in Wearing a "this is correct" face Like it's the right answer Being hard And being unpleasant Started as different things Then slowly collapsed Somewhere along the way The line disappeared "Hard" became "painful" And pain became the proof It hurts But you get used to it (AHH!!!) You get used to it But nothing stays But it doesn't change--- I feel it more and more, my opiniooooooon! I Hate Uptempo!!! I Hate Uptempo! (Endurance test) I Hate Uptempo! (Patience contest) I Hate Uptempo! (Clear the condition) Pleasure comes last (hahahahaha) I Hate Uptempo! (Hold it together) I Hate Uptempo! (Don't tap out) I Hate Uptempo! (Last one standing) Comfort doesn't matter The kick is the star But it has no shape The attack was Abandoned from the start Crushed, distorted Everything flattened It's supposed to hit But there's no feedback At the drop It's almost only the kick Layer one more sound And everything dies So you pull back So you carve away In the end The kick fills the space It's the same old situation as always. I Hate Uptempooooo!!! I Hate Uptempo! (Solo instrument) I Hate Uptempo! (No room for others) I Hate Uptempo! Everything else stays out I Hate Uptempo! (Kick fills the room) I Hate Uptempo! (Nothing can layer) I Hate Uptempo! (Space gets erased) Only the kick remains AHHHHHHH!!! Fake drop Yeah, standard move Even missing once Is part of the format Hold it back Then once again Everyone knows And waits anyway Not surprised But still shout Already know Still react Alright, here we go, 3, 2, 1 I, Hate, Uptempoooooo!!! Oh no! I Hate Uptempo!!! I Hate Uptempo! (Just a checklist) I Hate Uptempo! (Expected outcome) I Hate Uptempo! (Turned into a meme) This is how we get hyped I Hate Uptempo! (Already confirmed) I Hate Uptempo! (No surprise left) I Hate Uptempo! (Shared reaction) We all know the script (Isn't that right!!!!????) I Hate Uptempo! I Hate Uptempo! I Hate Uptempo!!! I Hate Uptempo! I Hate Uptempo! I Hate Uptempo!!! The kick starts That alone lifts the room Not good or bad No judgment needed Will it come or not That's all that matters Stronger than music A shared assumption I hate Uptempo What I hate isn't The sound It's the promise that says "When it comes, you go up" Being bound to that Next time again After the fake The same reaction Will happen. hahahahahaha I Hate Uptempo!!!