[Intro]
Static on the screen
Rust on the rail
Breath in a bag
Welcome to the sale
[Verse 1]
Wake in a jumpsuit
Plastic cord biting my wrists
Rust belt graveyard
Whole damn town on a blacklist
Footsteps in flip-flops
Hoods patrolling in pairs
I’m a shadow in the junkyard
Broken glass
Metal stairs
Mask on
Heartbeat
Hands sweat
Blade in the palm
Hear him in the headset
Old man preaching calm
“Take your time
Be creative
Let them choke on the fear”
So I press ‘til he twitches
Paint the wall with his smear
[Chorus]
Manhunt
Every alley’s a grave
Every cut
Every crush
For the tape he saves
Manhunt
Hear him laugh in the dark
Starkweather in my ear
While I tear them apart
Manhunt
I’m the star of his show
Cash on cue
Blood on glow
[Verse 2]
Hoods hunt in hoodies
Cheap masks
Cheaper guns
They talk big
Talk reckless
Die soft
One by one
Plastic bag theater
Hands claw
Legs kick
Camera light blinking
He whispers
“Make it sick”
Smileys in face paint
Teeth brown from the smoke
They dance on the corpses
I turn the dancefloor to choke
Hammer to the cheekbone
Hearts beat in reverse
He calls it “artistic”
I call it a curse
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Skins with brass knuckles
Boots stomp
Boots chant
I’m crawling through the bone pile
Thinking
“Maybe I can’t”
He just coos through the static
“Think of all that we’ve done
You’re my little ghost boy
Show them how it’s won”
So I swing
So I drown them
In the gutter
In the rain
Every kill earns applause
Every scream feeds his brain
[Chorus]