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letra de burn my name into the night - blóðvein

i carved my truth into a motel wall
with a busted blade and a broken call
you left your echo in a cigarette burn
now i’m screamin’ back with no lessons learned

sky’s bleedin’ out like a painted sin
drunk on rage and adrenaline
i kissed the curb with a bottle of spite
swearin’ i’d never be the sorry type

chains on my soul and rust in my blood
i dance through the fire, i bathe in the flood
you said, “get clean,” but i cleaned out the bar
turned my grief to a beat in a f-cked-up car

they said time heals—bullsh-t, i checked
my wounds still open, my pride’s still wrecked
you were the saint and i was the stain
now i wear that shame like a f-cked-up chain

so burn my name into the night
scream it loud if it don’t feel right
tattoo my sins on the stars above
’cause i don’t do peace, i don’t do love
just fists through glass and howls in the rain
i made my home in the godd-mn pain
yeah, burn my name, baby, burn it bright
if i go down, i’ll take the sky in flight
memory’s a b-tch with blood-red heels
crushin’ my past like a dirty deal
i held your hand in a house of smoke
now i hold my breath just to hear you choke

you left me in the rearview, cracked and blurred
but i’m the ghost in every twisted word
you pray i’m better, but h-ll, i’m worse
a midnight verse in a rebel’s curse

i spit truth like venom on a rusted mic
i’m the song they banned, the voice you like
twistin’ scripture in a sleepless scream
born in the wreck of a broken dream

you don’t know me like you think you did
i’m the shadow howlin’ under your bed
painted my pain in a neon bleed
from a trailer park heart and a hunger need

every scar’s a story i dared to write
in motel ink and switchblade light
you want closure? here’s my final page—
a fist through glass and a howl of rage

so burn my name into the night
let the flames write what you couldn’t fight
call me a sinner, call me a freak
but i found god in the way i speak
through gravel throats and f-cked-up rhymes
through sirens, cuffs, and violent times
yeah, burn my name, baby, burn it bright
i’m not your ghost—i’m the firelight
let ’em talk while i tear this stage
barefoot, bleeding, soaked in rage
one last scream from the underground
i’ll haunt this world with a shattered sound

- blodvein

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