Wired Rift

Strap in, turn it up,

let it bite

Strings ring out like a flare in the night

I came in loud,

no warning sign

Six strings cutting through the line

Kick hits hard, I don’t play kind

I want the heat and the headline (hey)

Hold that breath, we’re going up

Hands to the sky,

turn the amp One more step,

make it jump I don’t fade,

I erupt (oh)

Turn it up, let it break the ceiling Guitar screaming,

whole room reeling I don’t stop,

I don’t need a reason We go hard every single season (yeah) (oh-oh) (yeah)

Back in the frame with a new refrain

Steel on the strings and fire in the brain

No calm down, that’s not my lane

I swing so heavy,

you feel the chain (hah)

Cut the lights, hear the wire hum

Heart on the beat,

here it comes

Say my name, then hit the drum

We rebuild from almost none (ahhhh)

Turn it up, let it break the ceiling Guitar screaming,

whole room reeling

I don’t stop, I don’t need a reason

We go hard every single season (one more) (oh-oh)