WELFARE CHECK//STATIC

[Intro – Energy 22 | bodycam beep, radio squelch, distant chat pings]
(Police radio, calm)
Unit on scene. Welfare check.
Door is open. Lights are low.

(Clown host, smiling)
Welcome, star.
Tonight you stream for your life.

(Stream chat, whispered)
are you ok
turn the lights on
what is that sound

[Verse 1 – Energy 44 | female lead, tight half-rap]
March night breathing through the cracks,
I’m live again, no turning back.
Flashlight phone, selfie glare,
Everything’s louder in the air.

Knock knock—who’s at my door,
Bootsteps scraping on the floor.
I laugh too hard, I talk too fast,
Like confidence can make it last.

Bodycam blinking red and blue,
Eyes on me like they always do.
They ask my name, I fake a smile—
But something watches from the tile.

[Pre-Chorus – Energy 62 | rising drones, snare build]
They say, “No danger, no report,”
But the room won’t let me walk.
The stream keeps rolling on its own,
Like the house has learned my tone.

[Chorus – Energy 88 | big hook, dark and chantable]
Welfare check, welcome to the show,
No crime here, but you can’t go.
Welfare check, red light, dead stare,
The clown’s in the corner of my camera glare.
Welfare check, keep it cute, keep it bright,
Smile for the feed in the static night.
If it’s “nothing,” tell me why
My screen won’t stop saying: PLAY OR DIE.

[Verse 2 – Energy 52 | heavier drums, more paranoia]
They step back, call it clear,
But I still hear laughter near.
Not from them, not from chat—
From the walls where the shadows sat.

My phone buzzes like it’s breathing,
Autoplay clips of me leaving.
Every exit sign points wrong,
Every hallway hums a song.

“Guys I’m fine,” I say again,
While my hands shake on the lens.
A filter slips across my face—
Painted grin, a borrowed place.

[Pre-Chorus 2 – Energy 72 | bigger build, harsher synth]
The clown host speaks in “terms of use,”
Turns my panic into views.
He says, “You wanted viral fame—
Now earn it in my little game.”

[Drop – Energy 100 | hard industrial techno drop, chat spam FX]
(DROP)
(Clown host, rhythmic)
Rule one: stay live.
Rule two: don’t blink.
Rule three: if they look away—
you disappear from what they think.

(Stream chat, chopped)
omg omg omg
run run run
this is scripted
this is real

[Bridge – Energy 90 | half-time, cinematic]
(Police radio, distant)
No immediate danger observed.
Call cleared.

(Female lead, softer but intense)
If nobody sees me falling,
Do I fall at all?
If nobody hears me calling,
Do I make a sound?

(Clown host, close)
You’re not in danger, superstar—
You’re just in my arcade now.

[Final Chorus – Energy 96 | bigger, more desperate]
Welfare check, welcome to the show,
No crime here, but you can’t go.
Welfare check, red light, dead stare,
The clown’s in the corner of my camera glare.
Welfare check, keep it cute, keep it bright,
Smile for the feed in the static night.
If it’s “nothing,” tell me why
My screen won’t stop saying: PLAY OR DIE.

(tag, layered)
Welfare check—
no report—
no exit—
no more—

[Outro – Energy 8 | tape slow, phone mic fades, single beep]
(Stream chat, fading)
hello?
are you there?
end stream

(Clown host, whisper)
Don’t worry.
The replay lasts forever.