

(breath
in)
Watch the bow fly
cross the wire
Spitting heavy smoke and fire
Never tired, I am wired to the rhythm of the string Feel
the heat of what I bring,
hear the copper bell ring (fast)
Fast as a violin,
we play the game to win Spinning the cylinder,
let the design begin (yeah) Fast as a violin,
we let the melody spin
Fingers on the fretboard,
flying in a blur
Every single syllable is sharp,
never a slur
Hit the high harmonic,
let the frequency rise
Look at the horizon through a champion's eyes
Only the strings remain,
pulling the tension tight (shhh)
Fast as a violin,
we play the game to win Spinning the cylinder,
let the design begin (let's go!) Fast as a violin,
we let the melody spin