Static in the headlights, shake time away (Version 2)

Intro

Yellow haze in the mist (mist)

Cold engine, clenched fist (fist)

Sub hums through the floor

Run it down, give me more

Verse

Halogen beams split the fog on the grate

Rib cage shake from the kick drum weight

Asphalt hum in the marrow of my knee

Tunnel walls flash like a cathode screen

Dial on the dash got the red line pinned

Teeth cut cold through the rush of the wind

Shadow stretch long under sodium glare

Sparks on the wire and the ozone air

Feet hit the pedal and the pulse go blind

Leave every clock and the city behind

Glass rattle loose in the side door frame

Frequencies chew through the sound of a name

Pavement sweat, rubber black on the seam

Trapped in the glare of a halogen stream

Blood jump hard to the drop of the eight

No brake shoe when the rhythm run straight

Chorus

Static in the headlights, burn through the gray

Static in the headlights, shake time away

Jaw lock tight when the low end drop

Static in the headlights, we don't stop

Verse

Concrete blur into mercury strip

White lines flash on a rapid-fire clip

Subwoofers punch through the base of the spine

Eyes wide open on a zero-degree line

Air turn thin when the tempo push fast

Grip on the wheel with the sweat on the glass

Pillars of soot, overpass cut black

Vibration kick in the base of my neck

Steel beam rumble as the shockwave spread

Pure white noise fill the vault of the head

Dodge every post in a sudden blind lane

Nerves light up like a copper-wire chain

Blink one time and a kilometer gone

Run through the dark with the high beams on

Engine howl low like a metal machine

Body turn ghost in the frequency green

Chorus

Static in the headlights, burn through the gray

Static in the headlights, shake time away

Jaw lock tight when the low end drop

Static in the headlights, we don't stop

Bridge

No floor beneath, just the shudder and track

No lookin' sideways, no glance in the back

Halogen flash, burn a hole through the slate

Sound wave hit like an iron gate

Pressure in the skull, let the ear drums bleed

Everything dissolves in the mouth of the speed

One pure tone where the darkness crack

Hold that line till the screen turn black

Outro

High beams cut (cut)

Sub hits deep (deep)

Iron in the blood, no time to sleep

Static in the headlights

Cut the line

Blackout