Rust-Tasted Kisses

[Verse 1]
Smudged lipstick
On your collar
On her neck
Tangled bracelets
Three hands shaking on the wreck
You call it wrong
I call it honest appetite
Two shadows
Same hunger in the bathroom light
[Chorus]
I bite back
I don’t ask permission
Rust-tasted kisses
Split decision
I want her laugh
I want your friction
I’m not your curse
I’m contradiction
If it burns
Then let it burn through
I won’t fit the shape you drew
[Verse 2]
Black nail marks
In your shoulders
In her thighs
You say “choose”
I just stare you in the eyes (yeah)
Love’s a knife
I learned dancing on the edge
I bleed truth
Both sides of the broken pledge
[Chorus]
I bite back
I don’t ask permission
Rust-tasted kisses
Split decision
I want her laugh
I want your friction
I’m not your curse
I’m contradiction
If it burns
Then let it burn through
I won’t fit the shape you drew
[Bridge]
Tell your god I taste like trouble (trouble)
Tell your friends I came in twos
Tie me up in all your labels
Watch me rip right through the noose (hey)
[Chorus]
I bite back
I don’t ask permission
Rust-tasted kisses
Split decision
I want her laugh
I want your friction
I’m not your curse
I’m conviction
If it burns
Then let it burn through
I won’t fit the shape you drew
I won’t fit
I won’t fit the shape you drew

metal, Aggressive modern metal with female vocals; down-tuned guitars in a grinding mid-tempo groove, double-kick bursts into halftime breakdowns, snarled verses flipping to soaring, distorted-hook choruses, bass locked tight with chugs, backing screams shadow key lines for a feral, cathartic edge