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Ding! (feat. Lilith)

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Ding! (feat. Lilith) was released on January 19, 2026 by DeathTheorem as a part of the album Conditional Consent (feat. Lilith) - EP

Song Details

AlbumConditional Consent (feat. Lilith) - EP

Release DateJanuary 19, 2026

LabelDeathTheorem

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM111

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

DeathTheorem

Programming

Lilith

Lead Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Lilith

Songwriter

Alexandre Tallieu

Alexandre Tallieu

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

DeathTheorem

Producer

Lyrics

So like…

What the fuck is Onlyfans again?

Imagine this, hear me out,

Bitches stripping, no doubt,

Posting bodies, selling souls,

Like Blockbuster shelves getting checked out.

That’s insane to me,

Feels like a silent scream,

For help, for love, confused little gems,

More focused on unzipping your hems.

Preach abuse, preach anti-prostitution,

Then pimp yourselves — what a contradiction.

Am I blind or the only one here?

This shit’s applauded — let’s make it clear.

What does that say about men? Women? Law?

Brainwashed minds with a digital claw.

This shit is wrong — do I need to tell you?

No?

Then fuck you too.

What are we supposed to think

While the whole world starts to sink?

Into shit-stained repetition

Pain recycled through tradition

We hide inside

Split and divide

Look to history

Same disease, new addiction

Ding, dang, dong!

Look — you sold a thong?

The one you wore last week for a freak!

Fuck sakes, this shit is gross,

But you’ll still post —

Ding.

Dang.

Dong.

I’m sick and tired of these fucking people

Questioning me like I’m not equal

Fuck you — eat shit, piss off,

I fucked up young before TikTok popped.

Don’t judge me like you’re fucking Jesus

While selling your soul for digital squeezes

Dripping pussy for display, teasing the tip,

Try a mirror — face the script.

What do you give? Who do you save?

Nothing but a sexually twisted wave.

A hollow shell just scraping by,

Shaking hands with the anti-christ.

And that’s from a girl inked and scarred,

Cocaine breath, trauma etched hard.

Still standing here — still see-through.

Honestly?

Still fuck you.

But hey — what are we to do?

Life’s expensive, morals loose.

Steal from cucks, suck for rent,

Call it “empowered” — pay your debt.

You got standards though, right?

Too short, too fat, not enough height.

Abs like armor, cash like proof —

Your opinions?

Invalid.

Poof!

Ding, dang, dong!

Look — you sold a thong?

The one you wore last week for a freak!

Fuck sakes, this shit is gross,

But you’ll still post —

Ding.

Dang.

…Shit.

Suck a fucking DONG!

You’ll say I’m mean, unclean, cruel,

But life doesn’t pause — it’s a rule.

Don’t pretend like you have any idea what I’ve been through!

The clock keeps ticking, no rewind,

Mercy’s rare in real time.

One day you’ll see — I hope it’s soon,

Or you’ll just line the graves in rows,

Quiet.

Waiting.

Under tombstones.

Dead and Gone.

Written by: Alexandre Tallieu, Lilith

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