[Verse 1]
Chewing on rust
Copper tongue
Cracked trust
I was the kid in the crawlspace
Counting nails in the dust
Blood on the doorframe
Names carved into the frame
You called it discipline
Doctrine
I just memorized the shame
[Chorus]
I grew up hiding in the drywall (tear it out)
Buried with the rats and the rot I recall
Resentful little carcass in a child-sized cage
Your holy war marching through my ribcage
I grew up running from the backhand (still I crawl)
Every shadow was a soldier in the hall
Now I spit out teeth made of shrapnel and bone
Your sacred gore made me a war of my own
[Verse 2]
Kitchen light flickers
Bootsteps
Bitten fingers
You prayed over burned meat
I prayed the lock wouldn’t splinter
Static sermon on the screen
Bandage over every scream
You said fear was just devotion
I drowned in that machine
[Bridge]
Line us up in Sunday best
Little ghosts in iron vests
Teach us how to bless the blade
How to smile while we obey
Now the attic drips with years
Mold and pictures
Matted hair
Every frame a quiet raid
Every birthday
Every grave
[Chorus]
I grew up hiding in the drywall (rip it down)
Peeling off the paint where my veins turned brown
Resentful little carcass in a child-sized cage
Your holy war marching through my ribcage
I grew up running from your raised hand (but I rise)
Swallowed every order till it curdled in my eyes
Now I wear your nightmares nailed into my throne
Your sacred gore made me a war of my own (my own, my own)