**Title: "My Farts Sound Like an Open Window"
**
*(Music swells: heavy, distorted guitar, slow and brooding)
[Verse 1]
In the quiet of the room, a stillness in the air,
A moment of reflection, a burden hard to bear.
Not a cry for justice, not a battle cry of pain,
But a sudden, deep vibration, echoing in my brain.
It started in the stillness, a pressure deep inside,
A force of nature building, nowhere left to hide.
A tremor in the foundation, the calm before the storm,
A primal, rushing fury, a body's only form.
[Chorus]
My farts sound like an open window!
A woosh that tears the sky!
My farts sound like an open window!
A hurricane let fly!
Not the sound of angels, not a heavenly choir's song,
But a deep, resonant woosh where I belong!
[Verse 2]
It's not a gentle whisper, a soft and passing breeze,
It's a gale force released, brought down upon my knees.
An unexpected tempest, a sonic, low-end blast,
A fleeting moment's freedom, built to never last.
The window's not the reason, the cause is deep within,
A human, natural echo, where do I begin?
It rattles the foundation, it shakes the very walls,
A momentary power, before the quiet calls.
[Chorus]
My farts sound like an open window!
A woosh that tears the sky!
My farts sound like an open window!
A hurricane let fly!
Not the sound of angels, not a heavenly choir's song,
But a deep, resonant woosh where I belong!
[Bridge]
*(Music becomes even more intense, almost chaotic)
Do you judge me for this power?
This uncontrollable release?
This sound that cuts the atmosphere,
A momentary peace?
It's not a sign of weakness,
It's a truth I must confess,
My farts sound like an open window, yeah,
A deep, internal stress...
[Chorus - Final, with maximum intensity]
My farts sound like an open window!
A woosh that tears the sky!
My farts sound like an open window!
A hurricane let fly!
Not the sound of angels, not a heavenly choir's song,
But a deep, resonant woosh...
*(Music cuts out abruptly, leaving only a faint echo)
...where I belong.
Mitch Conner
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