Low end kicking through the floorboards (версия 3)

Intro

(Breathe)

(Rattle)

Low end kicking through the floorboards

(Floorboards)

Shudder in the rusted metal

(Metal)

Verse

Iron in the manifold, sixty on the dash (dash)

Steel rims biting into gravel and ash (ash)

Teeth click-clacking to an eighty-eight beat

Two-tone chassis shaking up the whole street (street)

I don't want the cushion, I don't want the clean cut

Rather take the pothole, rather take the deep rut (rut)

Oil on the denim, battery corrosion

Chest cavity vibrating from the small explosion (boom)

Yellow sodium lights cutting through the haze

Pupils dilated in an electric glaze (glaze)

Radiator hissing like a serpent in the dark

Steel against the guardrail, peeling off a spark (spark)

Knuckles went purple on the ten-and-two grip

Copper on the tongue from a split lower lip (lip)

Let the bolts loosen up, let the rivets go wild

Born in the static, chaos is the child (child)

Chorus

Feel the tremor in the spine, feel the tremor in the wheel (wheel)

Rattling the bone till the bone turns steel (steel)

We don't smooth it out, we don't fix the seam

Living in the shudder of the broken machine (machine)

Tremor in the jaw, tremor in the floor (floor)

Redline humming till they hammer on the door (door)

Feel the tremor in the spine, feel the tremor in the wheel

Rattling the bone till the bone turns steel (steel)

Verse

Alleyways echo with a coughing exhaust (lost)

Count every dent, that's a badge, not a cost (cost)

You sleep silent in a velvet-lined cell

I wake the city with a two-stroke bell (bell)

Sub in the trunk hitting heavy on the loose plate

Shivering the glass while we pull through the tollgate (gate)

No power steering, gotta fight every turn

Friction in the rubber makes the night air burn (burn)

Mud on the fender, scratches on the primer

Clock ticked backwards, outrunning every timer (timer)

You want the polish, want the porcelain face

I want the wreckage in an open space (space)

Floorpan hot, burning through my sneaker sole

Gravity dragging down an empty black hole (hole)

Piston slap rhythm, rattle in the cage

Turn the motor shudder into baseline rage (rage)

Chorus

Feel the tremor in the spine, feel the tremor in the wheel (wheel)

Rattling the bone till the bone turns steel (steel)

We don't smooth it out, we don't fix the seam

Living in the shudder of the broken machine (machine)

Tremor in the jaw, tremor in the floor (floor)

Redline humming till they hammer on the door (door)

Feel the tremor in the spine, feel the tremor in the wheel

Rattling the bone till the bone turns steel (steel)

Bridge

Hold the wire tight (tight)

No shocks, no springs, no light (light)

Every bump hits direct to the marrow

Wide open road, but the target stays narrow (narrow)

Let it shake, let it snap, let it pound

We build the temple out of ugly sound (sound)

Outro

Rattle in the cage (cage)

Tremor in the floor (floor)

Foot to the floorboards

Dead lock the door (door)