Low cut, heavy draw (versión 2)

Intro

Low cut, heavy draw

Black glass, edge raw

Bass lock, iron jaw

Watch the shadow crawl

Verse 1

Fog on the mirror, cold steam rise

Green LED burn double in my eyes (eyes)

Steel drum thud kicks holes through the floor

Dark lane bend like an iron back door (door)

Sub-low frequency crackin' my spine

White dashed lines blur straight out of time (time)

Blood in my ear run sixty-cycle hum

Chest plate rattle to the battery of drum (drum)

Tunnel wall sweep, shadow stretch thin

Bass wave bend every tooth in the skin (skin)

Carbon on the pipe spit sparks on the curb

Speech break down, no syllable or word (word)

High-beam flash paint a ghost on the dash

Zero on the clock, let the whole grid crash (crash)

Left turn drift where the road turn grey

Midnight lock, wash the daylight away (away)

Chorus

Black tint on the edge, bass shake the frame (frame)

No face in the glass, beat strip my name (name)

Black tint on the edge, bass shake the frame (frame)

No face in the glass, beat strip my name (name)

Verse 2

Black rubber bite on an oil-slick street

Bone hit metal at the speed of the beat (beat)

Red bulb glow in the rearview frame

Smoke roll thick, inhale that flame (flame)

Subwoofer push air heavy through the lung

Cold iron taste on the back of the tongue (tongue)

Concrete vibration climb up the knee

Dark glass shield what the city can’t see (see)

Four walls rattle like a cage on a wire

Needle tick high, turn the motion into fire (fire)

Streetlight bleed into one streak of green

Body melt into the grease of the machine (clean)

Asphalt sweat under twenty-inch tread

Static chew the channel that was runnin' in my head (head)

Gear lock tight on the sub-bass drop

Loop don’t yield, and the pulse don’t stop (stop)

Chorus

Black tint on the edge, bass shake the frame (frame)

No face in the glass, beat strip my name (name)

Black tint on the edge, bass shake the frame (frame)

No face in the glass, beat strip my name (name)

Bridge

Glass turn liquid, shadow turn lead (lead)

Pressure in the skull push the limits in the red (red)

Zero point drop, let the floor give way

Sound wave swallow what is left of the day (day)

Grip on the wheel lose the shape of the hand

Pure current runnin' through the underpass land (land)

No brake, no turn, no pull to the side

Just the dark corridor where the sirens hide (hide)

Outro

Black tint, razor edge (edge)

Bass knock off the ledge (ledge)

Shake the frame (frame)

Strip the name (name)

Cut clean (clean)

Disappear in the machine