Rust in My Throat

[Verse 1]
Teeth on steel
I’ve been chewing on the years
Blood on the mirror
Spelling out my little fears
Cold jaw
Locked tight around my pride
I keep swallowing the nails
That they threw inside
[Chorus]
I got rust in my throat
Every word tastes like a weapon
Spit fire
Spit smoke
Till the cage around me bends and
If it cuts when I speak
Let it tear this silence open
I got rust in my throat
And I’m done choking (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Boot prints
On the back of every dream
Black ash halo
From the days I used to scream
You want quiet?
Then bury me deep
But the grave that you gave me
Is losing its sleep
[Chorus]
I got rust in my throat
Every word tastes like a weapon
Spit fire
Spit smoke
Till the cage around me bends and
If it cuts when I speak
Let it tear this silence open
I got rust in my throat
And I’m done choking (hey!)
[Bridge]
[Drop to tense
Palm-muted build]
I won’t bow
I won’t break
Carved “enough”
In the chains they made
If my voice
Is the last thing left
Let it shred
Through your blessed unrest
[Chorus]
I got rust in my throat
Every word tastes like a weapon
Spit fire
Spit smoke
Till the cage around me bends and
If it cuts when I scream
Let it shake your hollow kingdom
I got rust in my throat
And I’m done
I’m done
Choking

metal, Aggressive modern metalcore: dropped-tuned guitars with chugging syncopation, blast-beat bursts, and a halftime slam in the chorus. Male vocals shifting from guttural screams in verses to raw, shouted hooks; dissonant leads in the bridge exploding into a final breakdown. Thick, gritty bass locking with drums for a chest-punching low end.