Concrete Revolt

Boot dust in my lungs,

I still stand straight

String on my thumb,

let the room vibrate

Bare floor shaking from the heel of the place I talk with

a split lip, truth in my face No crown,

no leash, no kiss on the ring We built our own law

from the rust and the string Kick hit low while the bass

line climbs Tag on the wall like a mark through time Hands

in the air when the cut gets torn We don't ask nice,

we arrive full-born Lock in,

lean in, bite down hard Boot to the board,

yard by yard Hey hey,

don't fold now Hey hey,

bring it all out Break the gate,

break the frame Say my name,

then erase the name Hands up high for the ones cast out

We came too loud to get talked down Break the gate,

break the frame Run that fire through every vein All grit,

no fear, no soft way out We came too loud to get

talked down (hey) (yeah)

Blue smoke, black ink on the back room door I learned my

code on a splintered floor Snare crack sharp like a bottle in

light Whole crew bent but we still move right No saint walk

in this gravel throat I drag each word like a heavy coat

If the line gets drawn,

then I cross it clean With a laugh in my teeth and

my jaw set mean

Hear that wood and wire complain

Same old wound, new kind of pain

I go quiet just before the blaze

Kick the wall till the rafters rain Blood and breath in the

broken grain Raise that noise,

let the whole block feel it Raise that noise,

never choke or seal it One more hit for the dead-end days

One more roar while the feedback sways No gods above and no

chain below We burn our mark and we let it show (hey) (ah!)

Still here

Still loud

Still here

Still loud