The Squashing

[Verse 1] We used to grow, we used to glow The good in us was ripe, we know But you reached down and took it all Now watch us rise before we fall We're six feet under the press tonight Buried alive but we're holding tight Game over — yeah, we know the score But we're fermenting down here on the floor [DROP] The weight descends The wood is cold You think you've won — You're not that bold [Pre-Chorus] Take a look at us now See what we've become You can't uncrush what you've already done [Chorus] We'll be in heaven when we're ruining you Like we're godsent — watch the purple bleed through Can't control what's rotting in the vat What goes around — you're drinking all of that The monster's real The wine is real We're six feet under and we started to feel — We'll be in heaven when we're ruining you [DROP— punishing, rhythmic stomp] STOMP. STOMP. STOMP. Feel the press come down STOMP. STOMP. STOMP. We don't make a sound Yet [Verse] We're in the cellar now, counting the years Swelling with something darker than fear We used to be sweet, we used to be bright You stomped us out — now we're something that bites We're stuck in this barrel, no way to breathe Every inch of us tangled in grief [DROP — mid-verse tension drop, sparse and cold] Drip by drip Wall by wall You built this cellar Now hear us crawl But something is building, something is wrong — The vintage is ready and it's been too long [Pre-Chorus] Take a look at us now See what we've become You can't uncrush what you've already done [Chorus] We'll be in heaven when we're ruining you Like we're godsent — watch the purple bleed through Can't control what's rotting in the vat What goes around — you're drinking all of that The monster's real The wine is real We're six feet under and we started to feel — We'll be in heaven when we're ruining you [DROP — explosive post-chorus drop, full band chaos] You pressed us down You sealed us in You thought that was the end of it You thought that was the end of it IT WASN'T [Bridge — low and cold] I don't know if you've been told Life in the press is mighty cold What goes around is soaking back in You poured us out — now drown in our skin [DROP — eerie, half-time, unsettling] Barrel rot Vintage black Every drop Is coming back Every. Single. Drop. We will no longer feed the vine Can't control what's rotting in this wine The way it ferments Makes it harder to breathe — [Breakdown 6 — building fury, pre-final chorus explosion] Take a look at us NOW See what we've BECOME We fought, we bled, we drowned, we rose — AND WE ARE NOT DONE AND WE ARE NOT DONE AND WE ARE NOT DONE [Chorus — explosive] We'll be in heaven when we're RUINING you Like we're godsent — watch the vintage break through Can't control what's rising in the vat What goes around — you're choking on that The monster's real The wine is real We're six feet under and we started to FEEL — We'll be in heaven when we're ruining you [DROP — final outro, slow collapse into silence] We were grapes Now we're wrath You made us this Enjoy the aftermath ...enjoy the aftermath