Break My Teeth On It

Chip on my shoulder, cracked molar grin

Got a problem with the world? (then swing)

Ink on my hands from the lines I crossed

Middle of the mosh where the fear gets tossed

Cheap black boots and a busted phone

Couch-surf kid, but I claim this throne

Laugh in the face of the rules you wrote

Staple my heart to this ripped-up coat

I break my teeth on it

Every doubt, every line you spit

Bleed on the floor, I don’t quit

(I don’t quit, I don’t quit)

I break my teeth on it

Turn your shame to a battle hymn

If it hurts, then it means I live

Means I live, means I live

Trash can fire in a dead-end lot

Talk big dreams from a paper cup shot

You say “grow up,” that’s a funeral song

So we scream off-key just to prove you wrong

All my friends got scars they flaunt

Turn every haunt to a victory taunt

Crash through glass when the doors stay locked

Carve new paths out of concrete blocks

I break my teeth on it

Every doubt, every line you spit

Bleed on the floor, I don’t quit

(I don’t quit, I don’t quit)

I break my teeth on it

Turn your shame to a battle hymn

If it hurts, then it means I live

Means I live, means I live

Won’t bow down

Won’t sit still

Can’t kill what

You can’t control

Bite down hard

On the bitter pill

Spit that back

Take back my soul

I break my teeth on it

Every doubt, every line you spit

Bleed on the floor, I don’t quit

(I don’t quit, I don’t quit)

I break my teeth on it

Turn your shame to a battle hymn

If it hurts, then it means I live

Means I live, means I live