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CALL ME HANNIBAL

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[Intro] Cut. Clamp. Breathe. Stay. They named me after hunger. That’s cute. I only bite down on death. [Verse 1] I feel the drop before the monitors flare Pressure folding at the tips of your fingers Your pulse stutters low, your lung pulls thin Skin tells the truth long before you do Heat leaves the body layer by layer Shock writes its name in a tremor and drag A torn edge curls when the tissue gives up I read the wound like a map in my hands White cross, red smear, same old lie They send machines that were never taught why Mercy doesn’t sell, so I keep mine raw Two gloved hands and a blade held low [Pre-Chorus] Don’t fade Don’t drift Don’t make me drag you back like this Give me pain Give me pressure Give me one live sign you’re still in there [Chorus] Call me Hannibal Say it with your teeth Wrong kind of monster I don’t eat I cut I pull I drag death out by hand If they turned your body into bait I turn it back again [Verse 2] Live wire sleeping under living meat Soft little tremor in a pressure-wrapped beat Gel skin, hard shell, a beautiful trap Almost elegant if you like your terror small Yeah, I laugh Yeah, I joke Because if I stop now the shaking shows So I talk cheap over open flesh Like this is just another midnight mess You hear cruelty, I hear control A bad joke buys back half a soul Keeps the room from breaking at the wrists Keeps my fingers steady at the incision line [Pre-Chorus] Stay loud Stay raw Pain is proof I haven’t lost you yet Give me drag Give me friction Give me one hard edge I can work with [Chorus] Call me Hannibal Say it with your teeth Wrong kind of monster I don’t eat I hunt I strip The trigger from the bone If they buried death beneath your pulse I will make it known [Bridge] I know the silk of living tissue I know the grit where metal kissed you I know the slick wrong smoothness Of a lie made to explode I know the weight of failing lungs The sound of blood when pressure drops The tiny shift that tells me You are still not gone So send me your hostages Your human mines Your half-dead soldiers Your severed lines I’ll dig through heat I’ll pry through dread What kind of Hannibal Lets death get fed? [Breakdown] ELBOW-DEEP NO SLEEP CUT CLEAN DON’T BLEED OUT ON ME BLACK JOKE WHITE LIGHT CHEST OPEN STAY ALIVE NOT THE TEETH NOT THE JAW I’M THE HAND IN THE DARK RIP. IT. OUT. RIP. IT. OUT. COME BACK. NOW. [Final Chorus] Call me Hannibal Say it with your teeth Wrong kind of monster I don’t eat I hunt I strip The trigger from the bone If they buried death beneath your pulse I will make it known Call me Hannibal Spit it like a curse I’ve heard worse names Over cleaner shirts If they turned your body into bait I turn it back again I’m not the hunger in the wound I’m the hand that drags you in [Outro] Cut. Clamp. Breathe. Stay. Next one.