Splutter

[Verse 1] Grease in the gears, sweat in the seams Living off caffeine and collapsed dreams Breaker of bolts, breaker of backs Wields a crescent wrench like a battle axe He’s the king of duct tape, the lord of loose ends Stuck in the middle where the nightmare bends Fat as fate, with a gut like steel Coughs up phlegm like it's part of the deal [Pre-Chorus] Peanut slab in one hand, death in the other Reads the manual like a drunk old lover A flicker in the eye, a rattle in the chest He’s trying to fix the world, but can’t fix his breath [Chorus] Jack of all trades, the master of rust Turning to sludge, choking on dust Dribble dick prophet with a high-vis crown Wired to the line and breaking down [Verse 2] Cholesterol chart reads like Morse code Cracks in his boots and his mother’s old coat He’s got nine trades, zero peace Spits out screws like a broken priest Chain-smoking reason, hacking up rhyme Each breath a gamble, each shift a crime Still he swings that hammer like a hymn In the house of sparks, he's a phantom limb [Bridge – Instrumental Break w/ Time Signature Change] (7/8 groove with rhythmic breathing and coughing samples, followed by machine-g*n drums and fuzz bass erupting into 5/4 build-up) [Chorus Refrain] Jack of all trades, the master of rust Built for the burden, not built for trust Dribble dick oracle, leaking the truth A slab of a man — the ghost of youth [Outro – Spoken/Whispered over ambient drones] "Splutter, cough — the furnace sings... …phlegm slugs like bullets, loaded things A body’s a temple, mine’s condemned But I’ll fix your world till the bitter end."