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Blood on the Label

[Intro] [Switch to Female 1] They wrote me down like I was finished. Time to write something back. [Verse 1] [Switch to Female 1] I tear the plaque straight off the wall Gold letters still claiming I was soft and minor The edge is sharp enough when you don’t care about history I drive the corner into the nearest construct’s shoulder It howls in a voice I almost recognize Black fluid runs down the metal frame The label that tried to rename me Now carries something it never asked for [Pre-Chorus] [Switch to Female 1] Every object in this place was meant to keep me quiet Every card and case and careful description I’m done being the subject I become the author with whatever’s left in my hands [Chorus] [Switch to Female 1] There’s blood on the label now The story they sold is leaking I turn their careful words into something that cuts And the dark finally learns my real handwriting [Verse 2] [Switch to Female 1] I snatch a ceremonial blade from a broken case Still tagged with a number and a polite little lie The weight feels honest in my grip Like it remembers the last time it was used without an audience I meet the second construct in the center of the hall Steel and linen and rising water Every swing costs me breath I can’t spare But every connection feels like correcting the record [Pre-Chorus] [Switch to Female 1] Every object in this place was meant to keep me quiet Every card and case and careful description I’m done being the subject I become the author with whatever’s left in my hands [Chorus] [Switch to Female 1] There’s blood on the label now The story they sold is leaking I turn their careful words into something that cuts And the dark finally learns my real handwriting [Bridge] [Switch to Male 1] You think tools will save you? You were the tool once. [Switch to Female 1] Then I know exactly how sharp we can be When someone finally stops asking permission [Chorus] [Switch to Female 1] There’s blood on the label now The story they sold is leaking I turn their careful words into something that cuts And the dark finally learns my real handwriting[Outro] [Switch to Female 1] Keep the receipts. I’m rewriting the whole wing.