[Verse 1] Cold kitchen light Ash in a glass, phone face down Same three names Circling my call log now Short fuse, long night Jaw locked, I don’t trust my smile Got that quiet kind of violence Sitting in my teeth a while
[Chorus] All this rage Under my tongue I don’t say a thing But it still weighs a ton Heart like a safe Hands like a gun Slow draw, slow burn Till the feeling goes numb
[Verse 2] Backseat blur Riding past places I can’t forgive My face in the window Asking why I still live like this Friends turn to shadows When the rumors start to run I keep my demons on a leash They keep chewing through the one
[Chorus] All this rage Under my tongue I don’t say a thing But it still weighs a ton Heart like a safe Hands like a gun Slow draw, slow burn Till the feeling goes numb
[Bridge] Same nightmares Same black rain I don’t chase peace I just outwalk pain (yeah) If you see my eyes And they look that dull Just know I buried one more secret Somewhere in my skull
[Chorus] All this rage Under my tongue I don’t say a thing But it still weighs a ton Heart like a safe Hands like a gun Slow draw, slow burn Till the feeling goes numb
Стиль музыки
rap, Dark minimal trap with sub-heavy low-end and sparse, detuned bells. Slow, menacing groove; male vocals almost whispered in the verses, then stretched and doubled in the hook. Occasional pitched-down ad-libs, distant choral pads in the background, and tight, distorted percussion punching through the murk., slow