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MIDDLE FINGERS UP

MIDDLE FINGERS UP (DARK EDITION) [Intro – Whispered / Distorted] Smile for the corpse camera… This city eats souls. [Verse 1 – Aggressive Rap] Raised by the static, baptized in screams Heart like a morgue, full of unfinished dreams Smile stitched on like a crime scene grin Teeth made of lies, gums soaked in sin My thoughts bite back like rabid dogs Brain full of smoke from burning gods They sold me heaven in a pill and a lie Now I cough up prayers when I try to survive Friends turn fake like wax in flame Melt when the pressure says my name This town chews bones like bubblegum Spits out crowns when the blood runs dry I sip my trauma like poison wine Aged in regret, bottled in time Life’s a coffin with Wi-Fi bars Streaming my pain to the scars in my heart [Pre-Chorus – Build] They wear halos made of duct tape I wear sins like a birthdate Step in my lane, it’s roadkill fate This path eats souls, don’t hesitate [Chorus – Chant / Anthem] MIDDLE FINGERS UP TO THE SKY THAT’S DEAD MIDDLE FINGERS UP TO THE SHIT THEY SAID NO ANGELS LEFT JUST BROKEN NECKS MIDDLE FINGERS UP LET THE DEMONS FLEX [Verse 2 – Twisted / Sarcastic] Laugh like a hyena in a graveyard fight Jokes so dark they eclipse the light My smile’s a mask made of razor wire Hugs feel cold like funeral fires Gold on my wrist but my soul’s in debt Clock’s a shark, I ain’t swam out yet They preach peace like a loaded gun Pull the trigger when the damage’s done Faith tastes rotten like week-old wine Hope’s just a rumor I left behind I talk in sarcasm, breathe in spite My prayers come out like gasoline strikes Every “I’m fine” is a suicide note Written in ink that nobody wrote If life’s a joke, I’m the punchline’s ghost Haunting the laughs while the pain stays close [Bridge – Half Sung / Distorted] I joke so the wounds don’t speak I drink so the dark don’t breathe If I sit with the thoughts I keep They’ll carve their names in me [Final Chorus – Heavier / Louder] MIDDLE FINGERS UP TO THE GODS THAT FLED MIDDLE FINGERS UP TO THE LIES WE FED NO WHITE FLAGS JUST BLACK CONFETTI MIDDLE FINGERS UP BURIED BUT READY [Outro – Whispered / Glitched] Hands to the gallows sky… Middle fingers high… If this world wants war… Then let it watch me die.