{Verse 1: Leo Hart}
We're not here for a good time
Knuckle by knuckle, walls to war crimes
We're here to climb, buckle up for the ride
Lock the gears on the clock
Raise your hands to the sky
{Pre-Chorus 1: Izzy Kershaw & Leo Hart}
Aim locked
Heart stopped
Copper in the coin slot
Clothesline
Robotosize
Drum machine compromised
Boom-Boys
Brain fried
Scumbag bomb site
Devotee freaks amplify!
{Chorus 1: Izzy Kershaw}
Sweat drips from my body
Coordinating every move I make
I feel the static, the aftermath of you and mе
I’ll fight this war alone
I’m carrying this weight on my own
So symptomatic
But I feel fine
{Verse 2: Leo Hart}
Ovеrclock, be prepared for the aftershock
Poppin’ off, we’ll keep goin’ til the cash-flow stops!
Young punks crashin’ parties with a hand on their Glocks
Tick-tock, Boom-Boys set the timer on the clock
Cause we’re not here to get lucky
We’re breakin’ down the borders of the Mainframe Junkies
Overfed, give ‘em more ‘cuz they’re so damn hungry!
Fire up the grill, I got stakes on this money
{Pre-Chorus 2: Izzy Kershaw & Leo Hart}
Eyes on the countdown
Iron sights
Crackin’ crowns
Take care Kamikaze Klowns
Rend that rip-cord
Get that high score
Uniforms you can’t afford!
Dirty bombs
Act on survival instinct
Take a breather
Palpitate
Configuration
Transformation
Plundering ‘til we’re extinct!
{Chorus 2: Izzy Kershaw}
Sweat drips from my body
Coordinating every move I make
I feel the static, the aftermath of you and me
I’ll fight this war alone
I’m carrying this weight on my own
So symptomatic
But I feel fine
Death feels so erotic
Disturbing every single thought I make
I seem erratic because I’ve been awake ‘til daybreak
I cannot atone
I’m carrying this weight on my own
So symptomatic
But I feel fine