[Verse 1] Burned out boots On a barroom floor Kicked that dream Through a broken door Cheap ink names Running down my arm Every bad decision Looks good in these scars
[Chorus] I put my scars on the amplifier (yeah) Turn that damage into fire If it hurt I make it higher Let it scream Let it scream I put my scars on the amplifier (hey) Feed the pain into the wire If I fall I fall in pyre Let it scream Let it scream for me
[Verse 2] Late night calls That I never take Voicemails saved Just to hear them break Ashtray table Full of failed goodbyes Still I chase that tremor In your eyes
[Chorus] I put my scars on the amplifier (yeah) Turn that damage into fire If it hurt I make it higher Let it scream Let it scream I put my scars on the amplifier (hey) Feed the pain into the wire If I fall I fall in pyre Let it scream Let it scream for me
[Bridge] You said "grow up" I grew fangs instead (oh yeah) Every word you threw Lives loud in my head So I bite down hard On the fear On the shame If this is all I get I'll set it all aflame
[Chorus] I put my scars on the amplifier Turn that damage into fire If it hurt I make it higher Let it scream Let it scream I put my scars on the amplifier (hey) Feed the pain into the wire If I fall I fall in pyre Let it scream Let it scream for me
Musikstil
rock, Aggressive hard rock with male vocals; drop-tuned guitars chugging on palm-muted riffs, cymbal-heavy drums, and a snarling bass tone. Verses stay tight and tense, vocals half-spoken then bitten off; chorus explodes with wide power chords, shout-along gang vocals, and a sharp, bending lead line. Bridge dives into a darker halftime groove, tom-heavy, then slams back into the final hook at full tilt., hard rock