[intro – bass groove + hi-hat shuffle] You can smell the rain on the concrete, Hear the whispers in the wire. Every footstep’s a drumbeat, Every shadow’s a choir. [verse 1 – sly vocal delivery] They said “you’ll crack in the cold, You’ll snap in the storm,” But I’ve been dressed for disaster Since the day I was born. Got a spine like a streetlamp, Won’t bend, won’t fade, If the city’s a furnace, Then I’m the flame it made. [chorus – tight, punchy guitar chords] I’m built from the bite, From the teeth of the night, Every scar’s just a story I tell under light. You can push, you can shove, Try to wring me out — But I’m built from the bite, And you can’t put me out. [verse 2 – guitar hooks weaving in] I’ve danced with the sirens, Kissed the smoke in the air, Played poker with my demons, They’ve all folded their chairs. If there’s a line you won’t cross, That’s the road I take, With my heart on my sleeve And my will to break. [chorus – more urgent delivery] I’m built from the bite, From the teeth of the night, Every scar’s just a story I tell under light. You can push, you can shove, Try to wring me out — But I’m built from the bite, And you can’t put me out. [bridge – bass + minimal drums] I’ve seen the hands that pull the strings, Heard the quiet when the devil sings… But I’m still here, Still biting back. [final chorus – full band, fuzz guitar fills] I’m built from the bite, From the teeth of the night, Every scar’s just a story I tell under light. You can push, you can shove, Try to wring me out — But I’m built from the bite, And you can’t put me out. [outro – guitar feedback fade]
