Crimson Static Riot

(ahhhh) I wore the bruise like a badge on my skin You called

it love, I called it giving in The room went still when

I learned your name Now every wall in this house speaks blame

I bite my tongue till the iron tastes sweet Drag my doubt

through the dirt at your feet You want a saint with her

hands tied clean I came back loud from the wreck you made

of me Hold your breath

I am not done

Strike the match

Watch what

I've become I won't go quiet in your machine I'm all blood,

all rust, all teeth If you want fire then look at me

I won't go quiet,

I won't go clean All blood,

all rust, all teeth You kept a mirror where my window should

be Taught me to bend till I could not breathe Now every

fracture throws a brighter spark

I learned to see when you blacked it dark I hear your

grin in the hiss of the wires I feed that sound to

the mouth of the fire You built a cage with a preacher's

grin

I ripped the hinge and I let myself in

Cut the cord Cut it clean Let the fever say

what I mean No more kneeling in borrowed skin Let the ugly

light come

in

I won't go

quiet in your machine I'm all blood,

all rust, all teeth If you want fire then look at me

I won't go quiet,

I won't go clean All blood,

all rust, all teeth (ah!) Still here Still burning (ahhhh)