Verse: Knuckles split on the edge of control, Pressure builds where the weak will fold, Counting breaths like a loaded gun, Click — Clack — now the damage is done. Pre-Chorus: Eyes locked in, teeth clenched tight, Every nerve screaming fight or flight. Chorus: Break the ground, tear the skin, Dig it out from under the sin, No escape when the pulse goes in — I carve my way from the pain I’m in. Bridge: Beat it down! Rip it out! Feel the weight when the lights go out! Final Chorus: Break the ground, tear the skin, I survive what I bury within.