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ᗯOᑌᑎᗪ TOO TIᘜᕼT

[Intro] [wind‑up music box spins, distant echo] (click… click…) (ha-ha…) [Verse 1] Crank in my back, I’m a marionette manic Crack in the mask, every panic fantastic Lash of the lash, every tactic Jurassic Snap on the track, triple-stackin’ up havoc Jagged enamel, I’m gnashin’ on granite Graveyard grammar, I’m graphic in transit Gallows in alleys, I’m gallopin’ at it Gallons of gall when I gall in the attic Rust in my lungs, so I cough up a choir Crows on the wires, they circle the pyre Cold in my iris, a spiral of fire Codes in the viral, I’m wired to inspire Clip through your ribs like I’m skipping the frames Glitch in the brain when I whisper your name Stitching the sinners in cinematic chains Six little ticks, then your vision inflames Fang in the phrase when I flay every letter Hang every halo and hammer the tether Hand of the phantom, I’m pluckin’ your feathers Heart in my hand and I handle it better Fast with the syllables, flood in the spigot Fact is, I’m fickle, I’m flickin’ the wicked Crash in the digital, rip through the ticket Cathedral of evil, you’re in it, complicit [Chorus] Wound too tight Hear the click in the night (click, click) When the teeth all bite You’ll pray that the springs run dry I’m wound too tight Every tick is a fight (yeah) When the gears ignite You’ll beg that the clock runs out on your life [Verse 2] Jaw like a vice, I’m revisin’ reality Jolt in the jigsaw, I juggle fatality Jab in the vein with juvenile brutality Jewel in the crown of a cult mentality Steps in the cellar go stagger then stop Stare at the stair where the shadow will drop Static in prayer, then I sever the prop Stabbing the air while I’m shreddin’ the top Flesh in the fresco, I’m framing the fear Fresh from the threshold, I’m tracing your tears Flash in a flashback, a fracture appears Famine of faith when I’m facing your peers Pulse in the pit and it pounds to a pattern Pullin’ your pride, let it peel, let it shatter Feral and fevered, I fatten the clatter Feeding the beast while you flatten and scatter Rapid, I ratchet, I rattle the rafters Ripping the wrapper on radiant rapture Razor in rhetoric, rupturin’ chapters Rain in the room when I’m rupturing laughter Click of the key as I’m locking the latch Chill in the cheek, see the crimson that splashed Choir in the chasm, they chanting in batches Choke on the chant when the children detach [Chorus] Wound too tight Hear the click in the night (click, click) When the teeth all bite You’ll pray that the springs run dry I’m wound too tight Every tick is a fight (fight) When the gears ignite You’ll beg that the clock runs out on your life [Bridge] [beat drops to sparse bass, music box returns, detuned] Turn that key Turn that key (slow) Every little turn writes One more scream for me (ah) [Chorus] Wound too tight Hear the click in the night (click, click) When the teeth all bite You’ll pray that the springs run dry I’m wound too tight Every tick is a fight (yeah) When the gears ignite You’ll beg that the clock runs out on your life (on your life)