
Rust On My Face
Industrial metal with nu-metal influences. Distorted electric guitars play syncopated, palm-muted riffs alongside a gritty synth bass. The drums feature a compressed, punchy kick and a sharp snare with industrial percussion layers. Vocals are aggressive, alternating between rhythmic shouting and melodic choruses with layered harmonies. A prominent high-pitched, distorted synth lead provides a recurring melodic hook. The track features glitchy electronic transitions and filtered drum breaks. 105 BPM, D minor.

Rust On My Face
Industrial metal with nu-metal influences. Distorted electric guitars play syncopated, palm-muted riffs alongside a gritty synth bass. The drums feature a compressed, punchy kick and a sharp snare with industrial percussion layers. Vocals are aggressive, alternating between rhythmic shouting and melodic choruses with layered harmonies. A prominent high-pitched, distorted synth lead provides a recurring melodic hook. The track features glitchy electronic transitions and filtered drum breaks. 105 BPM, D minor.
Lyrics
Clock-in siren in my skull
Red tag hanging from my tongue
Barcode burned across my back
Every breath another crack
Fingernails full of machine dust
Teeth grit, steel in the blood-rush
Strobe thoughts, panic in my chest
Boss screams, I just hit "reset"
Rust on my face
Oil on my hands
Pray to the payload
Crushed by the plans
Tear through the cables
I don’t wanna obey
Rust on my face
I’ll grind my way
Concrete prison, second shift glare
Timecard stamped through my stare
Cheap coffee, plastic in my veins
Blue screen gods chanting my name
I mouth "fine" through a wired jaw
Bite down, taste copper and awe
If this cage is all they can build
I’ll shake the frame till it splits
Rust on my face
Oil on my hands
Pray to the payload
Crushed by the plans
Tear through the cables
I don’t wanna obey
Rust on my face
I’ll grind my way
Line up
Shut up
Sign here
Give up
Same cage
New day
Same debt
Cheap pay
(Enough)
I’m done being used as a fuse
(Enough)
If I burn, then it’s taking you too
Rust on my face
Oil on my hands
Pray to the payload
Crushed by the plans
Tear through the cables
I don’t wanna obey
Rust on my face
I’ll grind my way
