Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Same grey faces Same old screen glow Same stamped numbers on our backs We nod on command File in File out Learn to love the little lash [Chorus] Wake up Teeth out Step in line We bite the hand in perfect time They want us quiet Clean And tame We twist their rules We burn their game Wake up Fists up Count to three We learn the code Then break it free [Verse 2] Cheap plastic slogans Stapled to the walls Fed like medicine Swallowed down But my pulse misfires Beats off-beat Off-script Hear that rumble under ground [Chorus] Wake up Teeth out Step in line We bite the hand in perfect time They want us quiet Clean And tame We twist their rules We burn their game Wake up Fists up Count to three We learn the code Then break it free [Bridge] [Drums drop to tom-heavy march Crowd-chant vocal] Stand tall Stand still Stand wrong Stand will (hey, hey) They trained our backs to bend My friend We bend so far They snap in the end [Chorus] Wake up Teeth out Step in line We bite the hand in perfect time They want us quiet Clean And tame We twist their rules We burn their game Wake up Fists up Count to three We learn the code Then break it free (hey, hey) Wake up Teeth out Step in line We are the crack in their design
Tags
rock, Aggressive grunge rock with male vocals, down-tuned guitars locked to a pounding, almost tribal drum groove. Verses ride a tight palm-muted riff with clipped, sneered delivery; chorus explodes with open chords, shouted gang vocals, and floor-tom accents. Bridge strips back to toms and bass chant, then slams into a final, even louder chorus. Gritty, slightly overdriven vocal; mix pushes drums forward for a relentless, marching feel., rhythmic, grunge
Duration
3:24
Instrumental
No
Created
2/19/2026