[Verse] Concrete floor and the walls stay cold Every story here gets twice retold Dust in the air from the ceiling beam Living the ghost of an urban dream Underground signal tracing the wire Striking a match in a room on fire [Chorus] Heavy machinery rattling bone Building a rhythm out of the stone Kick like a hammer against the wall Waiting to see how the towers fall Tense and driven, we hold the line Deep in the pulse of the heavy grime [Verse] Static hum on the speaker cone Walking the blocks in the dark alone Shadows stretch as the needle drops Nowhere to run when the cycle stops Metal and rust in the heavy air Nowhere to hide and no time to spare [Bridge] Echoes rolling down the empty hall Sound bouncing softly off the concrete wall Fade away into the distant space Lost for a second in an open place Then the pressure drops And the silence pops [Outro] Back to the rhythm Back to the core Nothing is waiting Behind this door [Instrumental Outro]
