Masks on in the parking lot Sweaty hands on the door Heart ticking You said "In and out Ten flat Don't think Just move Keep grinning" Lobby froze when I yelled "Down" Old clock shaking on the wall Still spinning Teller slid the bags like she'd practiced Keypad beeping like it's praying Like it's sinning This was our lucky draw Walked through the fire Never saw the law Sirens never sang my name World turned red But I walked away the same (It ain't right, but it's mine) Blood on the tile Money on my mind First shot cracked like glass on stone Echo ran through the marble hall Blue uniforms rushed in Guns up Then everything folded Just one long fall Smoke cleared You were breathing hard I was staring past the doors Just listening But the street outside stayed quiet All that training All that talking—gone missing This was our lucky draw Walked through the fire Never saw the law Sirens never sang my name World turned red But I walked away the same (It ain't right, but it's mine) Blood on the tile Money on my mind Bags in the trunk Hands still shaking Bills like bricks on the backseat floor You laughed Said "Guess fate ain't faking" I just watched the bank shrink small in the mirror Floor the pedal Feel the steel Rubber screaming on the turn Black smoke rising Tires burning Let the whole city watch us burn "They’re on our tail" "Don’t you look back" "Just keep that needle on the black" One shot rings out from the chase Sparks flying in the rearview space Glass exploding Wind is roaring Death is knocking at the door "Keep it steady" "Are you ready?" We don't live there anymore Red lights flashing in the rain Bullet holes and growing pain Side-swiped chrome and screaming gears Adrenaline to drown the fears One more alley One more light We’re disappearing into the night This was our lucky draw Walked through the fire Never saw the law Sirens never sang my name World turned red But I walked away the same (It ain't right, but it's mine) Blood on the tile Money on my mind The engine’s humming a different tune We’re ghosts beneath a midday moon I see the stains on your denim sleeve Just look ahead and don't you grieve "Was it worth the weight?" "Was it worth the price?" We traded our souls for a roll of the dice Blood on the tile Money on my mind Just keep driving Leave it all behind
