Ultraviolence - Team Uvr lyrics

Team Ultraviolence racing Hardcore Team Ultraviolence racing f**ing fast Titanium plated in an armour piercing shell My heart fires back in a revenge attack so you too can live in hell Lips that don't move Eyes that are fixed But you miss when you try to hit what has ceased to exist When it's one for the quick and two for the dead You cannot compete when I'm three points ahead Faster than Schumacher Four to the floor Hardcore speed is easy with no feelings at all Should've made this decision way back when And had no effect from the girls and the screaming Now I can't turn my head And I don't have no choice It's the sound of regret in a distant voice Of all the things I've known myself to be I never recognised the fool You saw me standing in the dark You're face it shines then turns it's back on me Now I can't think and I can't feel You saw me standing in the dark Spinning out tracks like a DJ insane But team Ultraviolence is not insane Team Ultraviolence is racing The destination decimation destruction and self-termination When it's one for the lover and two for the pain Burning and pounding again and again Faster than Schumacher Four to the floor This is hardcore, motherf**er Get dead on the dancefloor Of all the things I've known myself to be I never recognised the fool You saw me standing in the dark And far away I hear the sirens scream They're screaming "I love you love me" But I can't face them in the dark I know now where destructiveness comes from It's a place without love where everything's wrong This is hardcore, motherf**er Team Ultraviolence racing Hardcore Team Ultraviolence racing f**ing fast And so this race finally will end Did it feel better when you beat your friend my friend Or did second place hurt And did you cry? I'm not the things I knew myself to be I'm not the child you want to see I turn to face you in the dark Titanium plated in an armour piercing shell My heart fires back in a revenge attack so you too can live in hell Lips that don't move Eyes that are fixed But you miss when you try to hit what has ceased to exist When it's one for the quick and two for the dead You cannot compete when I'm three points ahead Faster than Schumacher Four to the floor Hardcore speed is easy with no feelings at all I know now where destructiveness comes from It's a place without love where everything's wrong This is hardcore, motherf**er