Burn It Down in Spikes

[Verse 1]
Split lip
Rust ring on my tongue
Graffiti on my jacket
Like a flag I swung
Cracked screen
Blood on the glass
Name on a blacklist
Laugh as I pass
[Chorus]
Burn it down in spikes (hey!)
Let the ashes spell my name
I was built for smoke and sirens
Not your quiet
Little cage
Burn it down in spikes (hey!)
If it hurts
Then let it stay
I’m the cut you couldn’t cover
I’m the rule you couldn’t tame
[Verse 2]
Bailed out
Still smellin' of bars
Boot prints on the dashboard
Chasin' stolen stars
Sharp tongue
Kerosene grin
Every “no” you ever gave me
Tattooed on my skin
[Chorus]
Burn it down in spikes (hey!)
Let the ashes spell my name
I was built for smoke and sirens
Not your quiet
Little cage
Burn it down in spikes (hey!)
If it hurts
Then let it stay
I’m the cut you couldn’t cover
I’m the rule you couldn’t tame
[Bridge]
Hands up if you ever
Got shoved to the side
Hands up if you learned
How to love the fight
We don’t fade
We don’t fade
We ignite
[Chorus]
Burn it down in spikes (hey!)
Let the ashes spell my name
I was built for smoke and sirens
Not your quiet
Little cage
Burn it down in spikes (hey!)
If it hurts
Then let it stay
I’m the cut you couldn’t cover
I’m the rule you couldn’t tame

Whiplash punk rock with snarling male vocals, down-picked power chords, and a sprinting rhythm section. Verses are tight and shouted, bass snarls in the midrange, drums stay hyperactive with constant cymbal splash. Chorus hits like a gang-chant pile-on, doubled vocals and crunchy octaves, then a brief, chaotic guitar stab break before the final slam. Mix rides the red line, raw and upfront., dramatic