[Intro – guitar slightly out of tune, amp hum, someone knocks the mic] [Marlow – spoken, low, half-laugh] Yeah… it rhymes. Doesn’t mean it’s right. ⸻ [Verse 1 – dragging tempo, sloppy groove] Spit & split, bite & quit Tongue tastes like radiator shit Crack & crawl, stall & fall Someone wrote my name on the wall Dust & rot, lot & not Everything I was — forgot Sniff & choke, joke & broke Laugh it off and fucking choke ⸻ [Pre-Chorus – tighter but uneasy] Twist & twitch, itch & glitch Every song sounds like a ditch ⸻ [Chorus – chanty but unstable, almost collapsing] Spit & split — fuck this Nothing heals, it just exists Drag & drag, bag & bone Every crowd still feels alone Push & pull, dull & full Swallow glass and call it “cool” Spit & split — anarchy We don’t fix what we can’t be ⸻ [Verse 2 – more distortion, drums slightly rushing] Rip & wreck, neck & check Pulse is just a side effect Grin & grind, blind & kind Left something I can’t find Burn & blur, her & her Every memory starts to slur Kick & miss, hiss & piss Tell me what the fuck this is ⸻ [Bridge – spoken over feedback, almost falling apart] Mix & mash, ash & trash Time just folds and then it crashes Say it wrong, sing it dead Put the rhythm in the red [pause, quieter] …fuck symmetry. ⸻ [Final Chorus – louder, chaotic, group shouting] Spit & split — that’s it We don’t fit, we never fit Crash & chew, glue & bruise Pick a side — still lose Spit & split — anarchy Ugly words and broken teeth Stay & stray, decay, delay We were gone before the play
