[Verse 1] You type like a coward in a costume of pride Big talk, small spine, all bark, no bite Hide behind a handle, got a venomous grin But your whole little empire fits in a bin You farm for a fight like a rat in a maze Then cry when the room sees through all of the haze Copy that chaos, then call it your own But you’re just a echo in a dead phone tone You bait for applause with a rotten-mouth sermon I read through the screen like a cracked little discernment You build your own trap with your thumb and your thumbprint Then act like the fallout was someone else’s misstep [Pre-Chorus] Caught in your own thread Tangled in the mess you bred Say it with your chest Then you choke on what you said [Chorus] Keyboard teeth, keyboard teeth Bite the hand and beg for peace (beg for peace) Keyboard teeth, keyboard teeth All that noise, no pulse beneath (no pulse beneath) Keyboard teeth, keyboard teeth Coward kings and plastic heat (plastic heat) Keyboard teeth, keyboard teeth You can’t hide from what you reap (what you reap) [Verse 2] You screenshot a soul just to sell it for clout Turn a bruise into a joke, then you laugh it out loud Every cheap little jab got a trail, got a name And the joke comes back mean when it learns your frame You swing from the comments like a drunk on a wire One spark and your whole house catches on fire You wear bad behavior like designer cologne But it smells like a basement and a busted-up throne Talking in caps like the truth’s gonna flinch Nah, truth stays put, and your mask starts to pinch You feed on the feud like a snake in the drain Then act shocked when the mirror remembers your name [Pre-Chorus] Caught in your own thread Tangled in the mess you bred Say it with your chest Then you choke on what you said [Chorus] Keyboard teeth, keyboard teeth Bite the hand and beg for peace (beg for peace) Keyboard teeth, keyboard teeth All that noise, no pulse beneath (no pulse beneath) Keyboard teeth, keyboard teeth Coward kings and plastic heat (plastic heat) Keyboard teeth, keyboard teeth You can’t hide from what you reap (what you reap) [Bridge] Now the screen goes cold And your own words fold Every lie you sold Comes back bold, comes back bold No more fog, no more slack Every crack shows black You throw stones online Then you trip on the track [Final Chorus] Keyboard teeth, keyboard teeth Bite the hand and beg for peace (beg for peace) Keyboard teeth, keyboard teeth All that noise, no pulse beneath (no pulse beneath) Keyboard teeth, keyboard teeth Coward kings and plastic heat (plastic heat) Keyboard teeth, keyboard teeth You can’t hide from what you reap (what you reap)
