[Verse 1]
Cash-count glow in a piss-soaked lot
Cold trunk open
Brick-wrapped rot
Rusted hood up
Gun grip sweats
Three dead phones
One last bet
Burnt spoon moon on a broken dash
Teeth grind tight while the seconds crash
Wrong weight
Wrong face
Pupils thin
Glove box coughs and the metal grins (hnngh)
[Chorus]
Grind the deal
Let the concrete feed
Red mist bloom
From a watered-down key
Shotgun sermon
At the altar of greed
Grind the deal
Till the rats all bleed (ree-ee-eee)
[Verse 2]
Sirens distant like a dying hive
Backseat hogtied
Still half-alive
Boot on throat in a gravel spray
“Count again or you die today”
Bag splits open
Drywall snow
One click
Two
Then the world blows slow
Jawbone skipping on the oil-stained ground
Soul climbs out through a ruptured sound (ugh)
[Bridge]
Face in the curb
Taste of rust
Teeth in the dust
Stained trust
Steel tongue speaks
Last appeal
Wrong turn
Wrong night
Wrong deal (wrong deal)
[Chorus]
Grind the deal
Let the concrete feed
Red mist bloom
From a watered-down key
Shotgun sermon
At the altar of greed
Grind the deal
Till the rats all bleed
[Chorus]
Grind the deal
Where the faint hearts crack
Short bags burn
And there’s no way back
Stare down God
Through a shattered shield
Grind the deal
Let the graveyard seal (ree-ee-eee, ugh)