You keep your leash on my neck like a warning Flesh and the blood in the dark on my skin I tried to breathe through the contract you brought me But the room turns thin when the devils lean in Your words hit hard like a brick through glass My jaw clenched tight while the seconds passed Pull the cord (PULL THE CORD) Say it to my face (TO MY FACE) I can feel your weight I can feel my rage I CHOKE ON YOUR NAME I CHOKE ON YOUR NAME You pull me under, I still won’t break I CHOKE ON YOUR NAME I CHOKE ON YOUR NAME Hands on my throat—I SPIT BACK HATE Red in my ears, hear the chainsaws revving White in my eyes, and the pulse won’t slow I keep one fist by the door in the hallway Ready to swing if you let it go You want me small, you want me bent But every scar is a message sent Pull the cord (PULL THE CORD) Say it to my face (TO MY FACE) I can feel your weight I can feel my rage No more contracts Bad dog, play dead PULL THE CORD RISE I CHOKE ON YOUR NAME I CHOKE ON YOUR NAME You pull me under, I still won’t break I CHOKE ON YOUR NAME I CHOKE ON YOUR NAME Hands on my throat—I SPIT BACK HATE VOMIT HATE VOMIT HATE VOMIT HATE I still breathe
