Bite the Floor

[Verse 1]
Jaw tight
Lip split
I came here
To break shit
Black boots
On your safe space
Red smear
On the clean bass
Teeth grit
While the room shakes
Every fake smile
On a glass face
Say my name
Like a curse word
Every breath
Getting way worse (yeah)
[Chorus]
Bite the floor
Leave your halo at the door
If you’re looking for a war
What you think I came here for
Bite the floor
Till your pretty teeth are torn
You wanted heat
Now you’re scorched
Say my name
Say my name
Like you’re ready to be born
[Verse 2]
Neck snap
To the hard stop
Every nerve
Screaming don’t drop
Cold sweat
In the heatwave
All your nice plans
In a steel grave
Who’s soft
When the lights kill
When the crowd turns
And the air chills
You tap out
I dig in
Every scar
Is a dead grin (hey)
[Chorus]
Bite the floor
Leave your halo at the door
If you’re looking for a war
What you think I came here for
Bite the floor
Till your pretty teeth are torn
You wanted heat
Now you’re scorched
Say my name
Say my name
Like you’re ready to be born
[Bridge]
I don’t care
What you pray to
Every idol
Gonna break too
Hands up
If you hate you
Hands up
If you came to—
[Chorus]
Bite the floor
Leave your halo at the door
If you’re looking for a war
What you think I came here for
Bite the floor
Till your pretty teeth are torn
You wanted heat
Now you’re scorched
Say my name
Say my name
Like you’re ready to be born (yeah)

funk, Ultra-distorted club-core banger: blown-out 808 subs, metallic slam kicks, and glitchy, bit-crushed synths. Screamo-leaning male vocals, verses in a lurching half-time pocket with chopped stutters and abrupt mutes; drops erupt into full-speed chaos with layered screams, crowd chants, and widened stereo noise. Aggressive sidechain pumping and harsh saturation, with a short feedback-drenched break before the final drop., male vocals, screamo