Venom in My Veins

[Verse 1]
Cold churchyard on a Monday
Black boots sunk in the mud
You swore that you would break me
Left me choking on your love
You smiled like a confession
Blade shining in your hand
But every cut you opened
Just marked where I still stand
[Chorus]
Got poison in my veins
But I’m still standing tall
You were the venom in my cup
Thought I would lose it all
You prayed that I’d stay broken
You wanted me to crawl
Got poison in my veins
But I’m still
I’m still standing tall (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Ash tray on the table
Your name burned in the smoke
You called your curse a blessing
Watched me swallow every joke
You said I’d die in pieces
Rot under your spell
But I keep walking barefoot
On the hot edge of your hell
[Chorus]
Got poison in my veins
But I’m still standing tall
You were the venom in my cup
Thought I would lose it all
You prayed that I’d stay broken
You wanted me to crawl
Got poison in my veins
But I’m still
I’m still standing tall (oh, I’m still here)
[Bridge]
Every lie you ever whispered
Tastes like rust along my tongue
But every scar you carved upon me
Built the beast I’ve become (hey)
[Chorus]
Got poison in my veins
But I’m still standing tall
You were the venom in my cup
Thought I would lose it all
You swore that you were better
Said you were the best of all
But poison in my veins
Made me strong
And I’m still standing tall

rock, Swampy southern-gothic hard rock: downtuned guitars in a slow, swinging half-time groove, baritone male vocals dripping grit and reverb. Verse 1 sits low and tense with palm-muted riffs and sparse floor toms; chorus explodes into wide power chords, stacked growl harmonies, and pounding drums. Bridge pulls back to a single haunted guitar and voice before the final, crushing full-band reprise., country, deep, hard rock, slow, vocal