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Built It From The Blueprints
(Verse 1)
Another Tuesday, another headline rush
You're selling my reflection for a bargain-basement blush
Your pixelated smile, that one-click satisfaction
Is a faded photograph of my original reaction
I'm digging trenches just to guard a single thought
For every battle won, there's another cheaply bought
(Pre-Chorus)
I feel the code you're cracking in my sleep
Every secret that I'm fighting hard to keep
You turn my blood and bone to ones and zeros
You want the victory, but I'm the one who weathered all the near-misses
(Chorus)
You built it from the blueprints that you tore out of my hands
A cardboard imitation, failing all my quality demands
You saw the gold, I felt the price
So you built it out of plastic, and you built it overnight
Oh, you built it overnight
(Verse 2)
I'm learning all the exits in the rooms I used to own
Every corner where a perfect feeling could be grown
I'm the architect and arsonist to every bridge I cross
Just to make sure that the shape is mine to lose, my own damn loss
You got the five-star fake reviews, the sponsored, blinding light
While I'm here re-learning how to navigate the night
(Pre-Chorus)
I feel the algorithm breathing on my neck
Chasing every forward step and pulling me right back
You turn my joy and rage to something I can't hold
You want the story, but I'm the one who paid for it in soul
(Chorus)
You built it from the blueprints that you tore out of my hands
A cardboard imitation, failing all my quality demands
You saw the gold, I felt the price
So you built it out of plastic, and you built it overnight
Oh, you built it overnight
(Bridge)
I change the locks, you buy the key
I paint the walls a shade that you will never see
I build it higher, make it true
But every dawn, I turn around, and see another you
A cheaper you, a hollow you
(Breakdown/Chorus)
(Drums and bass drop out, leaving only a filtered synth pad and a raw, strained vocal)
You built it from the blueprints... oh god... you just...
(Drums slam back in with full intensity)
You built it from the blueprints that you tore right out of my hands!
A worthless imitation in some promised, phony lands!
You saw the gold, I bore the price!
So you built it out of plastic, AND YOU BUILT IT OVERNIGHT!
Yeah you built it overnight!
(Outro)
Building it overnight...
Yeah you're building it overnight...
(Beat continues with vocal ad-libs: "Tore it from my hands...", "My price...", "Overnight...")
(Music fades on a single, sustained, slightly detuned synth note)
About The Song
"Built It From The Blueprints" transforms the hyper-competitive legal war between fast-fashion giants like Shein and Temu into a deeply personal anthem of creative burnout and identity theft. The news of these companies allegedly using aggressive tactics and copying designs is a metaphor for the modern creator's struggle. The song captures the feeling of pouring your soul into something original—your art, your personality, your 'brand'—only to see it instantly replicated, devalued, and sold back to you by someone who never paid the emotional price of its creation. The core theme isn't just sadness; it's the frantic, exhausting act of trying to innovate faster than you can be copied, a race against cheap imitations. It's a song for anyone who has ever felt their originality being turned into a mass-produced, plastic commodity.
Production Notes
Genre: Synth-Pop / Indie Rock / Soul
Overall Vibe: "Crying on the dancefloor." Think the infectious, windows-down energy of Sabrina Carpenter's "Espresso" smashed with the raw, desperate vocal power of Teddy Swims' "Lose Control." It's a song you can dance to with tears in your eyes.
Instrumentation: The core is a driving, four-on-the-floor drum machine beat (LinnDrum-style) with a tight, syncopated bass synth line (like a Moog Model D). Layer this with shimmering, slightly-detuned Juno-106 pads and a brighter, staccato Jupiter-8 synth lead for the chorus hook. A single, gritty electric guitar should enter in the second verse, playing muted, rhythmic chunks, and open up with a powerful, sustained chord in the final chorus.
Vocals:
- Mic Chain: Telefunken ELA M 251 through a Neve 1073 preamp into a Tube-Tech CL 1B compressor. Capture every bit of grit, breath, and strain.
- Performance: The verses should be sung with a tight, rhythmic, almost resentful delivery. The pre-chorus must build in intensity, a controlled rise into desperation. The chorus should be a full-throated, belted release of frustration, bordering on a yell. The breakdown vocal should be recorded separately, much closer to the mic, to capture an intimate, cracked whisper before the final, explosive chorus.
Mixing: Keep the drums and bassline punchy and centered to maintain the dance feel. Vocals must sit on top, a clear priority. Use automation to widen the synth pads in the chorus and bridge to create an expansive, overwhelming feeling. The final chorus should have slight vocal distortion, as if the signal is breaking up from the pure emotional power.
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