Broken Glass Anthem

[Intro]
Blood on my laces
Black eye, blank faces
Teeth grit
Heart races
[Verse 1]
Woke up with my jaw sore
Dreams cracked on the tile floor
Every promise that you hurled at me
Still stuck in the drywall, quietly
Cold sink, wash my hands in rust
Every scar is a name I trust
Spit truth on a busted lip
Every word like a pistol grip (yeah)
[Chorus]
This is my broken glass anthem
Screaming till my lungs turn black
If I fall, I fall in tandem
With every kid who never made it back
Cut me open, see the pattern
All this rage, all this hurt I drag
This is my broken glass anthem
I turn my pain into a flag (hey!)
[Verse 2]
Laugh while the world caves
Dance on our own graves
Middle finger to the whole parade
We were never built for their golden cage
Hood up in a dead-end town
Angels here all wear frowns
You said "calm down"—I got louder
Turned my fear into gunpowder (boom)
[Chorus]
This is my broken glass anthem
Screaming till my lungs turn black
If I fall, I fall in tandem
With every kid who never made it back
Cut me open, see the pattern
All this rage, all this hurt I drag
This is my broken glass anthem
I turn my pain into a flag (yeah, yeah)
[Bridge]
I don't want heaven if it means I forget
Every night on the floor, every cigarette
I'd rather choke on the truth in my chest
Than live one more day trying to fake that I'm blessed (ugh)
[Chorus]
This is my broken glass anthem
Screaming till my lungs turn black
If I fall, I fall in tandem
With every kid who never made it back
Cut me open, see the pattern
All this rage, all this hurt I drag
This is my broken glass anthem
I raise that ripped-up flag and clash (clash!)
This is my broken glass anthem
If I'm broken, I'm breaking back (hey!)

rap, Hybrid rap-punk banger with male vocals over blown-out drums and snarling electric guitars. Intro starts with filtered guitar and distant vocal shouts, then drops into a slammed, distorted beat. Verses ride tight, clipped rap cadences over chugging riffs; chorus explodes with shouted gang vocals and wide, gritty power chords. Short bridge strips to toms and feedback before a final, chaotic chorus., raw, beats, emotional, punk