Chains of Our Own Blood

[Verse 1]
You were crayons on the kitchen floor
Bare feet
Calling “Daddy
Look at me”
Then you grew into a quiet storm
Sixteen
Eyes that never look away
I hate the way my heartbeat stumbles
Every time you brush my hand
I drown in photographs on the fridge
I’m a monster in this man
[Chorus]
This is a love I’m not allowed
Tear out my heart
Don’t say it proud
Cut out my tongue before it spills
I’d rather die than have it filled
With this
This poison in my blood
This curse inside our blood
[Verse 2]
You slam doors just to hear them shake
Bare wrists
Bruised from where you grabbed too tight
I wear your sorrow like a second skin
My breath
Tastes of iron every night
You call it love when you’re confessing
But it feels like burning rope
You’re a saint when they are watching
In the dark you hang my hope
[Chorus]
This is a love I’m not allowed
Tear out my heart
Don’t say it proud
Cut out my tongue before it spills
I’d rather die than have it filled
With this
This poison in my blood
This curse inside our blood
[Verse 3]
Blue lights paint the peeling walls
Boots pound
Someone’s screaming down the hall
Your hands raised
Mine behind my back
Handcuffs
Bite deeper than your wedding band
Judge reads words that taste like gravel
“Crime against your flesh and name”
You bow your head
I face the crowd
Both of us
Drowning in the same shame
[Chorus]
This is a love we’re not allowed
Tear out our hearts
Don’t say it proud
Cut out our tongues before they spill
Better the cell than feeding this thrill
This sick
Black river in our blood
These chains of our own blood
[Bridge]
(Hey!)
I am not your bride
You are not my king
Break this crooked spine
Cut this twisted string
[Chorus]
This is a love we’re not allowed
Burn down the lie
I’ll scream it loud
Better the bars than broken souls
Better the wound than losing control
End it
Drain the venom from our blood
End these chains of our own blood

metal, Aggressive modern metal with dual male/female vocals; down-tuned guitars, syncopated chugs, and blast accents. Verses stay tight and tense, kick-and-tom focused. Choruses open with wide distorted power chords, gang shouts, and soaring female harmonies over the male lead. Bridge drops to half-time with dissonant riffs and layered screams, then final chorus slams back in with double-time drums and a held-out unison vocal., soul, male vocals