Second Robin, Second Choice

[Verse 1]
Crowbar flashbacks
Rust on my bones
Joker laughter
Inside my dome
You were late
I was left
In that warehouse
Breathing death
Mask on tight
Glue for the cracks
You saved him
Never came back
I crawled out
Charred and numb
Guess your prodigal son
Was the wrong one
[Chorus]
I am the gun you never claimed
Your broken bird
You left in flames
Second robin
Second choice
Now hear your failure
Find its voice
I am the bruise you never see
All of your mercy
Skipped on me
You saved the city
Killed your kid
And you still call that
Justice, Bruce?
[Verse 2]
You got codes
You got lines
Till they cross
Over mine
I got holes
In my skull
You got rules
To stay pure
You hug him
Clown in chains
You call it healing
I call it shame
Every sidekick
Gets a grave
I dug out
You looked away
[Pre-Chorus]
You taught me fear is a weapon
Then feared what you made when I bled
You only reach for the broken
When they’re better off dead
[Chorus]
I am the gun you never claimed
Your broken bird
You left in flames
Second robin
Second choice
Now hear your failure
Find its voice
I am the bruise you never see
All of your mercy
Skipped on me
You saved the city
Killed your kid
And you still call that
Justice, Bruce?
[Bridge]
You got wards
You got wings
You got plans
Golden rings
I got pills
By the sink
I got nights
I don’t blink
I got blood
On my hands
You got files
Battle plans
Say my name
Look away
You made me
Now you pray
[Chorus]
I am the gun you never claimed
Your broken bird
You left in flames
Second robin
Second choice
Now hear your failure
Find its voice
I am the bruise you never see
All of your mercy
Skipped on me
You saved the city
Killed your kid
And you still call that
Justice, Bruce?

rap, Hybrid metal/rapcore: dropped-tuned guitars with chugs and dissonant slides, snarling male vocals that flip between rapid-fire verses and screamed hooks. Half-time, head-crushing drums, 808 growls shadowing the kick. Pre-chorus pulls back to eerie clean guitar and whispered vocals; chorus detonates with gang shouts and octave leads. Bridge dives into chaotic breakdown with pinch harmonics and guttural ad-libs, then cuts to a raw, clipped ending., metal, rock, punk, emo, hardcore