Starving for the Knife

[Verse 1]
You call it comfort
I call it chains
You kiss my bruises
Then pull again
You write your scripture
On my skin
“Broken things stay”
And you say it like a hymn
[Chorus]
You say abuse can feel like love
If I’m starving
I’ll eat anything
You dress the blade up as a touch
And I swallow every sting
You say I’m lucky just to bleed
Call this mercy
Call it life
If I’m begging
You just feed me
Starving
For the knife
[Verse 2]
You drag my heartbeat
Across your floor
You twist the story
Till I beg for more
You weigh my hunger
Against your grin
“You could leave
” you whisper
“But you’d miss this sin”
[Chorus]
You say abuse can feel like love
If I’m starving
I’ll eat anything
You dress the blade up as a touch
And I swallow every sting
You say I’m lucky just to bleed
Call this mercy
Call it life
If I’m begging
You just feed me
Starving
For the knife
[Bridge]
You pat my head
For staying caged
Call it loyalty
Call it fate
You lace your dirt
With sugar words
“I own you”
And I choke on every word (yeah)
[Chorus]
You say abuse can feel like love
If I’m starving
I’ll eat anything
You dress the blade up as a touch
And I swallow every sting
You say I’m lucky just to bleed
Call this mercy
Call it life
If I’m begging
You just feed me
Starving
For the knife

rock, Male vocals over grinding industrial rock: detuned guitars, metallic percussion, and a snarling mid-tempo groove. Verses stay tense and close-mic’d, bass pulsing under clipped drums; chorus explodes with layered shouts, distorted synths, and a wide, anthemic wall of sound. Bridge drops to a cruel, whispered delivery over filtered drums before a final, full-throttle chorus with gang vocals and feedback tail., industrial, hard rock, electro, metal