Save My Son

[Verse 1]
They talk so clean
With holy hands
“Never hurt a soul”
That’s their sweet plan
But if it’s my boy
And the world swings first
I don’t play nice
I turn the curse
[Pre-Chorus]
You don’t get to preach
With my son in the line
You don’t get to blink
When I’m crossing mine
[Chorus]
I’d end you for my son
(I’d end you for my son)
Father’s rage, burn on
(Father’s rage, burn on)
Don’t test what I become
(Don’t test what I become)
I’d end you for my son
(I’d end you for my son)
[Verse 2]
His shoes by the door
His backpack torn
I know that fear
I know that war
So say what you want
Call me a dog
When his breath is safe
You’ll face the fog
[Pre-Chorus]
You don’t get to preach
With my son in the line
You don’t get to blink
When I’m crossing mine
[Chorus]
I’d end you for my son
(I’d end you for my son)
Father’s rage, burn on
(Father’s rage, burn on)
Don’t test what I become
(Don’t test what I become)
I’d end you for my son
(I’d end you for my son)
[Bridge]
[Half-Time]
I’ve got one name
Tattooed in my veins
You touch that kid
And I break my chains
Not proud, not pure
Just built like this
A father’s hands
Can be a fist
[Final Chorus]
I’d end you for my son
(I’d end you for my son)
Father’s rage, burn on
(Father’s rage, burn on)
Don’t test what I become
(Don’t test what I become)
I’d end you for my son
(I’d end you for my son)

80s hardcore rock with breakneck double-time drums, palm-muted guitar chugs, and gang-shouted chorus hits; verse rides snarling low-end riffs and clipped, barked lines, pre-chorus strips to toms and bass before the chorus slams with gang vocals on the anchor phrase. Bridge drops to half-time with a shouted lone vocal, then final chorus adds harmony screams, feedback squeals, and a bigger room sound. Raw, wide, punchy mix with grit and bite., rock, hardcore