Iron in My Throat

Teeth on the grindstone

Tongue tastes rust

Every word I swallow

Turns to dust

You draw your pretty circles

I break your chalk

You speak in careful whispers

I spit in rock

I got iron in my throat

Every scream another note

You try to drown me

Watch me float

I won't choke

I won't choke

Turn your chains into my crown

Hear that hammer coming down

From the smoke

From the smoke

I rise with iron in my throat

Hands like a fault line

Veins run hot

You pray for calm and comfort

I pray they stop

You built your fragile castle

On my back

I carved my way to daylight

Through the cracks

Bite down

Taste the blood (hey!)

Chew through every lie

If this is all I get

Then this is how I die

Still shouting

Still burning

Still breaking your control

I got iron in my throat

Every scream another note

You try to drown me

Watch me float

I won't choke

I won't choke

Turn your chains into my crown

Hear that hammer coming down

From the smoke

From the smoke

I rise with iron in my throat