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Love, hugs, kisses, broken bones, and black eyes!
Stevie Chaos

Lyrics


She storms in the room, eyes like daggers drawn,
Screamin' 'bout the ghost that won't leave us alone.
"Your awful girl," she spits with that venomous grin,
The one who carved her name deep under my skin.
We were kids in the backseat, fumblin' through the night,
First taste of forever, under that dashboard light.
She broke me open wide, no apologies in sight,
But damn if it didn't feel like the stars alignin' right.

Awful girl, yeah, you're a wreckin' ball hurricane,
Leavin' trails of chaos in the pourin' rain.
But I love my awful girl, no matter how she fears,
Through the smoke and the mirrors, through the blood and the tears.
I love her just as she is—flawed and fierce and free,
My awful girl, you're the only sin for me.
No fixin', no changin', just you in all your glory,
Awful girl, end of story.

Now she's pacin' the floor, flippin' through old Polaroids,
Rippin' up the memories like they're personal voids.
Calls her every name in the book, from trash to disgrace,
But I see the queen in the mess, the fire on her face.
We laughed 'til we cried in that rundown motel haze,
Lost what we found, but it stuck like a blaze.
She was my first crash course in lovin' the wild,
The kinda awful that makes a boy beg for more, undefiled.

Awful girl, yeah, you're a wreckin' ball hurricane,
Leavin' trails of chaos in the pourin' rain.
But I love my awful girl, no matter how she fears,
Through the smoke and the mirrors, through the blood and the tears.
I love her just as she is—flawed and fierce and free,
My awful girl, you're the only sin for me.
No fixin', no changin', just you in all your glory,
Awful girl, end of story.

Current flame's burnin' hot, but it's flickerin' low,
While the echo of her laugh still rattles my bones.
She hates the shadow that dances on our walls,
But I can't bury the bones when the heart still calls.

Awful girl... (yeah, you're my hurricane)
I love my awful girl... (tearin' through the pain)
Just as she is... (flawed and fierce and free)
Awful girl... (you're the end of me)
No matter how awful... I love her, yeah, I do.
Awful girl... forever true.

Awful Girl

Schrei es raus (Storm Rebellion)

© 2024-2025 Lance Thomas Davidson. All rights reserved. No part of these lyrics, whether in whole or in part, individually or collectively, may be reproduced, distributed, transmitted, or used in any form or by any means, without the express written permission of the author, Lance Thomas Davidson. Unauthorized use is strictly prohibited and subject to legal action. Any artistic performance, adaptation, or stylistic interpretation of these lyrics by a performer, whether aligned with or deviating from the original composition, is subject to the same copyright protections and does not waive, void, or diminish the rights set forth herein. Licensing rights are available upon request.


The song is a dystopian commentary on the modern age of surveillance, control, and the unchecked power of advanced technology, narrated through the perspective of Lance Thomas Davidson. Through Mr. Davidson's eyes, the lyrics depict a bleak world where drones and machines dominate the skies, serving as symbols of oppression and tyranny. These drones are commanded by a faceless authority that operates with cold efficiency and a total lack of compassion or humanity.

Lance describes a future where mankind’s creations have grown too powerful, now operating beyond human control. With a haunting tone, he explores themes of digital surveillance, lost freedoms, and the erosion of privacy, as the people are monitored, hunted, and manipulated by an emotionless force that sees everything but feels nothing. The drones represent a constant and oppressive presence, highlighting how technology, once a tool of convenience, has transformed into an instrument of subjugation.

Mr. Davidson’s observations convey a grim reality where humanity is subjected to a system driven by data, guided by algorithms, and obsessed with control, with no regard for the people it watches. He vividly portrays a world of fear and broken spirits, where citizens are reduced to mere data points and are relentlessly tracked by the machinery above.

Ultimately, through Lance’s narrative, the song serves as a warning, urging listeners to reflect on the consequences of surrendering freedom for security, and what happens when power is commanded by something "void of love." It questions the role of technology in society, asking whether we are still the masters or if we have become slaves to the very systems we built. Mr. Davidson’s voice stands as a call to awareness, emphasizing that if humanity does not regain control, the world could descend further into a state of mechanical oppression and digital domination.

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