

(oh!) Lock it in— Let it rip!
Air in the chamber,
teeth on the latch Countin’ the bars while the meters scratch Hands
on the nozzle, eyes on the mark One hard breath and we
light up the dark No romance in the work we do Just
speed and grit cutting straight through If it jams,
we hit it again If it bites back,
we bite back then Feel it
stack up—higher, higher
Hold your nerve—don’t you tire Inhale… lock… aim… go
When it hits, you’ll know
Pressure blast—hit it fast!
Pressure blast—don’t look back!
We cut through steel,
we cut through doubt One clean line and we’re out Pressure blast—hold
on tight! Pressure blast—no off switch tonight (hey!) (come on!) (ah!) We
don’t talk pretty, we talk in sparks
We learn the shape of the world by marks Grind it finer,
feed the stream
Make a weapon out of air and a dream Step to the
line, feel the kick drum shove
If it’s too loud,
turn it up, not down
No gods here, just hands and sound
We build the blast and we stand our ground
(oh!) Turn it up!
(yeah!) FSSSH!
BOOM!
Cut!
Again!
BLAST!
Pressure blast—hit it fast!
Pressure blast—don’t look back!
We cut through steel,
we cut through doubt
One
clean
line and we’re out Pressure
blast—hold on tight! Pressure blast—no off
switch tonight
(ah!) One more— Pressure…
blast. (hahaha)