Ash in My Throat

Spit blood on the inside of my teeth

Chewed glass in the shape of all my dreams

Every promise tastes like rust and smoke

Every word I swallowed

Every joke

I got ash in my throat and it still burns (still burns)

Every lesson carved in twisting scars I earned

If the world wants war

Let it come to me

I’ll be standing in the wreckage

Screaming that I’m free

Nails in the wall where the past hung

Your name like a gun pressed against my tongue

I’ve been choking on the things I never said

Building kingdoms out of bones inside my head

I got ash in my throat and it still burns (still burns)

Every lesson carved in twisting scars I earned

If the world wants war

Let it come to me

I’ll be standing in the wreckage

Screaming that I’m free

Tear the stitches

Let it pour

I’m not running

Not anymore

If it kills me to be honest

Let it kill me clean (hey!)

I got ash in my throat and it still burns (still burns)

Every failure forged a sharper edge I’ve turned

If the world wants war

Let it come to me

I’ll be laughing through the impact

Bleeding

But I’m free