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Inside the Wrap

INSIDE THE WRAP by Operational Cadence A dark, claustrophobic nu-metal track built on repetition, pressure, and ritual. Inside the Wrap takes a familiar image and treats it with complete seriousness, turning something small into something unsettling. No release. No relief. Just weight closing in. Headphones recommended. 📌 METADATA Artist: Operational Cadence Track: Inside the Wrap Genre: Nu Metal / Industrial Metal Release Year: 2026 Lyrics: [Intro] I push my fingers into sweetness and I don’t know why I need it I don’t know why I need it [Verse 1] Plastic sealed, lined up to watch Painted smiles, something’s off Soft white bodies, hollow skin I tear the wrap and let them in Hands are shaking, teeth go numb I taste the lie, I swallow dumb I rip the head, it doesn’t fight They never rot, they never die [Pre-Chorus] You want sweet? You want numb? Once it starts I don’t get out Every color, every sin I don’t choose this I give in [Chorus] I PUSH MY FINGERS INTO PEEPS IT’S THE ONLY THING THAT KILLS THE NOISE MY MOUTH IS FULL, MY HEAD IS EMPTY AND I DON’T REMEMBER HAVING A CHOICE I PUSH MY FINGERS INTO PEEPS THEY STARE BACK LIKE THEY KNOW MY FACE IF I LEAVE EVEN ONE ALIVE IT’S WAITING IT’S WAITING IT’S WAITING FOR ME [Verse 2] Microwave, they swell and split I start to laugh, I can’t stop it Sugar foam against the plate I watch them burn, I hesitate Season comes, I break again Bright fake faith in cellophane Bite it down, don’t fucking think Melted shapes inside of me [Pre-Chorus] You want more? You want pain? Taste the shame, repeat the same Every bunny, every cross Every year I pay the cost [Chorus] I PUSH MY FINGERS INTO PEEPS IT’S THE ONLY THING THAT KILLS THE NOISE MY MOUTH IS FULL, MY HEAD IS EMPTY AND I DON’T REMEMBER HAVING A CHOICE I PUSH MY FINGERS INTO PEEPS THEY STARE BACK LIKE THEY KNOW MY FACE IF I LEAVE EVEN ONE ALIVE IT’S WAITING IT’S WAITING IT’S WAITING FOR ME [Bridge] They don’t rot They don’t sleep Left too long Just like me Cut them open Nothing there Still I need it Still I care [Breakdown] INSIDE THE WRAP INSIDE MY HEAD INSIDE THE THING I NEVER SAID INSIDE THE WRAP INSIDE MY SKIN I KNOW IT’S EMPTY I DIG IN [Final Chorus] I PUSH MY FINGERS INTO PEEPS UNTIL THERE’S NOTHING LEFT TO SEE THIS ISN’T LOVE THIS ISN’T NEED THIS IS WHAT IT DOES TO ME I PUSH MY FINGERS INTO PEEPS UNTIL THE TRAY IS DEAD AND CLEAN WHEN THE SHELVES ARE EMPTY AT LAST I WON’T FEEL BETTER I’LL JUST FEEL CLEAN [Outro] Next year… I won’t stop. *Written as part of an ongoing exploration of genre and form. Composed using traditional notation and modern production techniques.*