Razorline Reverie

(ooh) Hold your breath—right here. (mm)

I came in quiet,

shoes on the floor.

Same old noise at the door.

I keep it steady,

I keep it plain.

Still my heart hits like a train.

Pressure in my teeth,

I don't blink.

One more step to the edge of it.

If I fall, let it be on time.

If I jump, let it be for mine.

Hit hard—let it pop.

I don't stop, I don't stop.

Hands up—watch it lock.

Make it clean, make it hot.

(hey) (ah!) Look at the mess and I smile anyway.

I learned to move through a heavy day.

No big talk, just facts and heat.

I let the drumline carry my feet.

(ooh) Say less, I can read the room.

Hold me close to the boom.

(mm) Hit hard—let it pop.

Turn it up, let it rock.

All night—don't need much.

Just a spark and a shot.

(yeah) (ah!) (ooh) Leave the air shaking.

I'm still here—still making.