[Instrumental emotional long piano intro] [Verse 1] Neon cracks the morning through a half-lit cab Watched the city boot up like a rigged-up lab Chrome on the wrists, scan lines on the face Every block got a hustle and a corner to chase [Chorus] We’re going up to the top, no map, no sleep In a wired-up city where the secrets run deep If the whole thing’s rigged, let it spark when I knock We were built for the climb, we were born for the shock The up to the top, the up to the top [instrumental solo] [Verse 2] Grabbed my gear from a drawer with a bent-up key Street docs, black ice, and a name I won’t repeat The ad screens flicker, the billboards stare AR overlays shimmer, static in the air Synthetic steam rises from grimy vents below Another chip in the arm, another debt I owe [Chorus] We’re going up to the top, no map, no sleep In a wired-up city where the secrets run deep If the whole thing’s rigged, let it spark when I knock We were built for the climb, we were born for the shock The up to the top, the up to the top [instrumental solo] [Verse 3] Saw my reflection in a gunmetal door Not the kid I was, not the one before Lost a few friends to the pull and the price Still I hear their voices when I cut the dice Mikey left his lighter on the laundromat ledge Rae’s cracked visor still hangs by the bodega fridge Two no-show chairs by the all-night noodle place We laughed till the cops came knocking through the front office glass [Bridge] I keep their names tucked under my tongue Like the last warm coin in my pocket when the day comes undone Every step up feels heavier now But I’m still here, still breathing through the wire somehow If I make it through, I won’t be clean Just a little light left where they used to be [Chorus] We’re going up to the top, no map, no sleep In a wired-up city where the secrets run deep If the whole thing’s rigged, let it spark when I knock We were built for the climb, we were born for the shock The up to the top, the up to the top [instrumental solo] [Verse 4] Sunrise burns the chrome, a new pulse in the wire Every circuit hums, pushing me higher No turning back, just the climb ahead One more door to crack, one more word unsaid [Instrumental long ending] [Outro] Mama, if the static cuts me out I left your number on the back of my badge And if I make it past this skyline mess I’m calling from the first cheap booth I can find If I don’t, keep my jacket by the door And tell them I was trying to get us home Say my name when the signal goes I’ll be listening from the edge, and I’ll be coming back for more [Instrumental long ending] [End]
