Izzy Kershaw - Symptomatic lyrics

{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