Three a.m., radiator ticking in the hall (версия 2)

Verse 1

Three a.m., radiator ticking in the hall

Keys between my knuckles just to feel the brass bite

Spent months running on an empty gauge

Numb hands turning every calendar page

Kickdrum rattles in the catalytic converter

Every little spark makes the quiet hurt harder (harder)

Pre-Chorus

Air gets thin when the tires catch heat

Am I running from the dark or waking up my feet?

Tell me if the friction is a sign (sign)

Chorus

Foguetes no asfalto, let the sulfur burn slow

Sparks on the concrete, tell me where the heat goes

Numb till the backfire shakes the windowpane

Foguetes no asfalto, waking up the vein (the vein)

Verse 2

Burnt rubber clinging heavy to the wool

Ghost in the kitchen eating cold white rice

Now the road spray hits me like a bucket of ice

Shift into fourth just to hear the metal scream

Blood starts moving where the frost used to settle

Sole of my boot pressed flat to the pedal (pedal)

Pre-Chorus

Air gets thin when the tires catch heat

Am I running from the dark or waking up my feet?

Tell me if the friction is a sign (sign)

Chorus

Foguetes no asfalto, let the sulfur burn slow

Sparks on the concrete, tell me where the heat goes

Numb till the backfire shakes the windowpane

Foguetes no asfalto, waking up the vein (the vein)

Bridge

I was keeping myself safe by staying half-dead

Counting every crack in the plaster overhead

Now the chest unlocks, the ignition caught

You can't feel the fire if you never leave the block (the block)

Chorus

Foguetes no asfalto, let the sulfur burn slow

Sparks on the concrete, tell me where the heat goes

Numb till the backfire shakes the windowpane

Foguetes no asfalto, waking up the vein (the vein)