旋律
歌曲有多麼清晰易記且符合明確音樂模式的旋律。通常,旋律分明的作品會擁有清晰易記的器樂或人聲主線。
原聲音質
此指標衡量一首歌曲在多大程度上依賴原聲樂器 (例如鋼琴、吉他、小提琴、鼓、薩克斯風),而非電子或數位合成音效
Valence
歌曲透過和聲與節奏所傳達的音樂積極性或情感基調。數值高通常對應快樂、興奮或愉悅感,數值低則與悲傷、憤怒或憂鬱相關。
節奏感
綜合了節拍穩定性、節奏型態與重拍強度等多重因素,以判定一首歌曲適合跳舞的程度。一首「節奏感強」的歌曲,通常具備穩定的速度、重複的音樂結構與明顯的強拍。
輕快
曲目的律動感可能受節奏快慢、音量起伏與聲譜密度所影響。較輕快的歌曲通常節奏強勁,編曲豐滿;反之,不太輕快的歌曲則可能編曲簡約、節奏較慢。
BPM87
積分
演出藝人
Nocturne
演出者
詞曲
Lori Potter
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Nocturne
混音師
歌詞
You wake up every morning grab your phone before your coffee
Scrollin' through the headlines yeah you're feelin' awful cocky
Got your talking points delivered from a teleprompter feed
You're a soldier in a holy war fulfillin' all their greed
Think you're fightin' for the people but the people think you're cracked
Spitting out opinions from a script that's pre-attacked
Every single story fits the narrative they sold ya
Another angry pawn that the establishment controls yeah
You put a rainbow flag up in your bio next to your pronouns
Convinced that you're a hero in these busted broken down towns
You're parroting the soundbites that the anchors fed you last night
Demanding people get the boot if they don't see your light
For four straight years you screamed about Russia collusion and a spy
It all turned out to be a manufactured, bold-faced lie
But you never stopped to question just moved on to the next rage
Whatever trending hashtag they can fit inside your phase
You live inside a prison that the television built
The bars are made of headlines and the locks are made of guilt
Got a terminal condition a sickness in your soul
Gave the mainstream media complete remote control
You're screamin' at the sky and you're punchin' at the air
Lost in the hysteria but you don't even care
It's a full time occupation this religion that you've found
While the puppet masters pull the strings and never make a sound
You hit the streets in uniform your face a twisted frown
Covered up in black bloc tryna burn the city down
Callin' half the country fascists Nazis, full of hate
While you're the one demanding we create a police state
You want your echo chamber want your safe space and your bubble
'Cause if you hear a different thought your fragile mind sees double
You ain't speaking truth to power you're just screaming what you're told
Another puppet with a picket bought and packaged, then resold
You can't even have a beer with someone from the other side
'Cause your whole identity is tangled up in party pride
There's no debate no conversation just accusation and a shout
If they question your beliefs you gotta kick the bastards out
You burned the bridge to your own brother called your mother names
'Cause she didn't use the proper words in your little language games
You think you're on the side of history a champion of change
But you're just another willful idiot locked inside their cage
You live inside a prison that the television built
The bars are made of headlines and the locks are made of guilt
Got a terminal condition a sickness in your soul
Gave the mainstream media complete remote control
You're screamin' at the sky and you're punchin' at the air
Lost in the hysteria but you don't even care
It's a full-time occupation this religion that you've found
While the puppet masters pull the strings and never make a sound
No logic no reason just emotional reaction
You swapped your brain for hashtags a digital transaction
They feed you fear for breakfast you eat it from their hand
A pundit in a psy-op that you'll never understand
They got you chasing shadows and fighting fake ass wars
While they're countin' all the money behind their locked doors
You can't articulate a single point your argument is sad
You just repeat the programming
Orange man bad!
Orange man bad
You live inside a prison that the television built
The bars are made of headlines and the locks are made of guilt
Got a terminal condition a sickness in your soul
Gave the mainstream media complete remote control
You're screamin' at the sky and you're punchin' at the air
Lost in the hysteria but you don't even care
It's a full-time occupation this religion that you've found
While the puppet masters pull the strings and never make a sound
Complete remote control
Just keep watching the screen
They'll tell you what to be angry about tomorrow
Written by: Lori Potter

