No white collar gonna ever bend me bend me

Intro

Static on the wire

(Wire)

Foot down on the iron

(Iron)

Midnight ceremony

Watch it burn

Verse 1

Shattered glass carpet on the dead-end lane (lane)

Spit black venom through the monsoon rain (rain)

Five-gauge copper wired straight to the spine

Tear that clean coat, cross that line

I don't need a preacher, got a blown-out sub

Ripping through the gravel where the demons rub

Teeth full of grit, boots thick with the tar

Map carved deep in the hood of the car

Yellow sodium lamp buzzing hard in the skull (skull)

Never trade the spike for a life that is dull (dull)

Chrome grill dented like an iron mask jaw

Bite clean through what they call the law

Scrape the curb side till the sparks ignite

Turn cold iron to a blinding white

No soft velvet, no silk sheet bed

Crown made of wire on a shaved bone head (head)

Chorus

We feed the engine in a ritual frenzy (frenzy)

Scrape raw knuckles on the pavement, cleanse me (cleanse me)

Rip that order till the circuit blows out (out)

Spit that venom, let the speakers shout (shout)

We feed the engine in a ritual frenzy (frenzy)

No white collar gonna ever bend me (bend me)

Verse 2

Four-door box with the paint peeled raw (raw)

Worship every defect, worship every flaw (flaw)

Concrete altar in the warehouse gut

Oil on the floor from an open cut

You want porcelain, you want shine

I want rust dripping down my spine

Two-stroke motor spitting fumes like lead

Living off the static that the daytime dreads

Pavement priest in a torn windbreaker (breaker)

Never gave a coin to a single faker (faker)

Gouge that marker in the fresh-laid pitch

Flip that breaker in the master switch

Cables humming at a thousand volts

Rattling the chassis and the rusted bolts

Look at my shadow stretching thirty feet long

Chaos isn't broken, it's the only song (song)

Chorus

We feed the engine in a ritual frenzy (frenzy)

Scrape raw knuckles on the pavement, cleanse me (cleanse me)

Rip that order till the circuit blows out (out)

Spit that venom, let the speakers shout (shout)

We feed the engine in a ritual frenzy (frenzy)

No white collar gonna ever bend me (bend me)

Bridge

No clean hands in the circle tonight (tonight)

No sweet prayer gonna make this right (right)

Smell that friction, smell that heat

Pulse locked tight to the concrete beat

Tire smoke rises like a temple cloud

Nothing is sacred unless it's loud

Break that mirror, throw the glass in the dirt

Nothing can heal what refuses to hurt (hurt)

Outro

Ritual frenzy

(Frenzy)

Grind that iron

(Iron)

Till the sparks go black

(Black)

Never turning back