[Intro]
“You hear chewin’? Don’t run. It’s already seen you.”
[Verse 1]
Old wheels stacked like a preacher’s tomb,
Oil thick as b***d in the summer gloom.
Doorless cars, rusted frame choir,
Every hood got a bite mark, burnin’ fire.
It live out back where the light don’t go,
Under tarp and rib bones, deep below.
City boys thought they’d strip some parts,
Now they h**g from wire like butchered hearts.
Got no eyes, just metal and rage,
Jawbone hinged with a padlock cage.
It don’t growl—it grinds,
And the teeth it wears? Used to be mine.
[chorus]
Junkyard Teeth, clackin’ in the night,
Chewin’ on the bones of the ones that f***t.
Ain’t no escape once it catch your scent,
You part of the yard, you pay the rent.
Rip, snap, scream, repeat—
That’s the rhythm of Junkyard Teeth.
[Verse 2]
Heard it chewin’ on a muffler pipe,
Makin’ necklaces outta fuel line stripes.
One girl hid in the trunk and cried,
Now her scalp hangin’ from a trailer slide.
Pops tried shootin’ it with a Remington gauge,
It bit the shells and pissed gunpowder rage.
One kid left his dog there by mistake,
Came back, found a collar in a ribcage lake.
They say it listens when you cuss,
So speak soft or end up dust.
It don’t chase fast—it likes the hunt,
Likes the crawl, the break, the grunt.
[Bridge]
Teeth like scissors, teeth like keys,
Grinnin’ wide through the scrap and disease.
You ain’t lost, you been found—
Now lay still in the metal mound.
[chorus]
Junkyard Teeth, clackin’ in the night,
Chewin’ on the bones of the ones that f***t.
Ain’t no escape once it catch your scent,
You part of the yard, you pay the rent.
Rip, snap, scream, repeat—
That’s the rhythm of Junkyard Teeth.
[Outro]
“He don’t howl. He don’t speak.
He just feeds—on the foolish and the weak.”
