

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Teeth in the mirror They talk back "Cut your strings, kid" I talk back Walls drip static fear Ink on my hands, not mine Nails in the calendar Scratching out the time Jaw clenched, blood taste Tongue full of rust and ash Sleep is a locked door Headlights before the crash [Chorus] I got that grin of the guillotine Neck on the line when the clock swings clean Heart like a hive full of gasoline Light one thought And it all goes screaming I got that grin of the guillotine Eyes wide open in a dead man's dream Pray for a pause in the killing machine But the gears keep grinding The gears keep grinding (yeah) [Verse 2] Laugh in the coffin light Splinters in my throat from the lullabies Mother said "stay inside" Demons said "pick a side" (hey) Rats in the rib cage pacing Chewing through chains, impatient Faith like a torn-up paycheck Worth less every damn day I face it Cross in the rearview melting Halo on fire, belting Every promise I made myself Till the echo feels like welting [Chorus] I got that grin of the guillotine Neck on the line when the clock swings clean Heart like a hive full of gasoline Light one thought And it all goes screaming I got that grin of the guillotine Eyes wide open in a dead man's dream Pray for a pause in the killing machine But the gears keep grinding The gears keep grinding (let it bleed) [Bridge] Carve my name in the padded walls Every scar on my arm, one missed call If the sky don't crack, I'll tear it If the grave feels warm, I'll wear it [Chorus] I got that grin of the guillotine Neck on the line when the clock swings clean Heart like a hive full of gasoline Light one thought And it all goes screaming I got that grin of the guillotine Eyes wide open in a dead man's dream Pray for a pause in the killing machine But the gears keep grinding The gears keep grinding (till I’m gone)
Tags
rap, Razor-edged neurofunk drum & bass at 150 BPM, male vocals spitting rapid-fire verses over snarling reese bass and metallic stabs. Half-time intro explodes into full-speed breakbeat assault; hook widens with distorted gang shouts, sub drops, and distant choirs. Guitars chug in the low mids for a metal-bass hybrid, with glitch fills and sudden stutters emphasizing the most vicious punchlines., metal, neurofunk, breakbeat
3:19
No
3/13/2026