Teeth On The Floor

[Verse 1]
Jaw tight
Tongue tastes rust
Bite down
I don’t trust
Boot prints
On my chest again
Blood grin
Say “let’s be friends”
Cold sweat
Drips down my spine
Your words
Chalk-outline my pride
You flex
On the wreck you made
I’m next
To explode on stage
[Chorus]
Put your teeth on the floor (on the floor)
You want war? Then knock at the door
You got bark, I’m the bite, that’s gore
Say less
Break necks
Put your teeth on the floor (on the floor)
Every fake gets paid in remorse
You touch mine, I’m taking yours
Say less
Break necks
Put your teeth on the floor
[Verse 2]
Glass eyes
Dead in the glow
Cheap lies
Sold out the show
Big talk
Thin skin, thick chain
You crack
When you hear my name
I’ve bled
For the things I hold
You bend
For a taste of gold
I claw
Out the grave you dug
One swing
Turn your crown to dust
[Chorus]
Put your teeth on the floor (on the floor)
You want war? Then knock at the door
You got bark, I’m the bite, that’s gore
Say less
Break necks
Put your teeth on the floor (on the floor)
Every fake gets paid in remorse
You touch mine, I’m taking yours
Say less
Break necks
Put your teeth on the floor
[Bridge]
Face down
Hear the thunder coming
Eight boots
In a single rhythm (hey!)
Hands up
If you’re sick of running
Hands up
If you’re done forgiving
[Chorus]
Put your teeth on the floor (on the floor)
You want war? Then knock at the door
You got bark, I’m the bite, that’s gore
Say less
Break necks
Put your teeth on the floor (on the floor)
Every fake gets paid in remorse
You touch mine, I’m taking yours
Say less
Break necks
Put your teeth on the floor

rap, Rap-rock / metalcore hybrid, male vocals. Half-time stomp anchored by a crushed 808 glued to a filthy downtuned riff, verse drums tight and syncopated with palm-muted guitar chugs. Chorus detonates into wide, layered screamed gang vocals over anvil-hit snares and sliding power chords. Sparse verse ambience, hook drenched in reverb; final chorus adds octave-doubled lead scream and abrupt cutoff., rock, metalcore