[Intro: A fluorescent light buzzing. Rapid footsteps. A nervous giggle.] Hehehe... You ever get that feeling? That feeling where you just... [Sharp inhale.] GO? [Beat explodes.] [Verse 1] Can't sit still, can't stay straight, Hear that lock? I'm running late! Hands on the wall, feet on the floor, I saw you once, now I want more! Everybody says, "Slow down, man!" Sorry, sweetheart, that's not the plan! Got a full tank, got no brakes, Let's see how much this body takes! I see you standing, looking all tough, You think you're ready? You're not enough! One little warning, one little grin— "BET YOU CAN'T DODGE THIS!" [Beat cuts.] [Chorus: Distorted bass, rapid drums.] HEAD FIRST! NO BRAKES! BIG MISTAKES! ONE BAD JUMP AND THE WHOLE ROOM SHAKES! I'M UNHINGED, I'M OUTTA LINE, YOUR BAD DAY IS A REAL GOOD TIME! LUNGE TOO FAR, HIT THE FLOOR, GET BACK UP AND DO IT ONCE MORE! MISS MY SHOT? WHO CARES, WHO KNEW? NOW I'M HOSTILE AND I'M COMING FOR YOU! [Manic laughter.] "HAHAHA! DID I GET YOU?" [Verse 2: Beat switches to a faster, glitchier rhythm.] I hit the wall, I hit the ground, I make the worst decisions around! One second down, then I'm back on my feet, You better start moving when you hear that beat! You think I care if I take a fall? I barely remember the room at all! My head says stop, my legs say go, And I got one speed— "TOO DAMN SLOW!" I don't need a plan, don't need a reason, Every day's my favorite season! You run left, I charge straight, If I miss you, that's just fate! [Short pause.] "Wait." [Beat cuts.] "Where'd you go?" [Whispering.] "...Oh, there you are." [Beat slams back in.] [Chorus] HEAD FIRST! NO BRAKES! BIG MISTAKES! ONE BAD JUMP AND THE WHOLE ROOM SHAKES! I'M UNHINGED, I'M OUTTA LINE, YOUR BAD DAY IS A REAL GOOD TIME! LUNGE TOO FAR, HIT THE FLOOR, GET BACK UP AND DO IT ONCE MORE! MISS MY SHOT? WHO CARES, WHO KNEW? NOW I'M HOSTILE AND I'M COMING FOR YOU! [Bridge: The music stops. Heavy breathing, then a low voice.] One second... Two and a half... That's all it takes, isn't it? [Quiet laughter.] "Let's try that again." [The beat returns, heavier and more distorted.] [Verse 3] I don't do warnings, I don't do grace, I just put a grin on a reckless face. You see me coming, you know the drill, I'm gonna launch myself down that hill! No finesse, no control, Just a bad idea with a body and soul! If I fall, then I fall with style, Get up laughing after a little while! They call me crazy, call me a wreck, I call it cardio with a broken neck! You better pray that I aim just right— "BECAUSE I'M TAKING ANOTHER FLIGHT!" [Final Chorus: Maximum intensity, layered distorted vocals.] HEAD FIRST! NO BRAKES! BIG MISTAKES! WATCH ME TURN THIS PLACE INTO A WAKE! I'M UNHINGED, I'M OUTTA LINE, AND I'M HAVING THE TIME OF MY LIFE! LUNGE TOO FAR, HIT THE FLOOR, GET BACK UP AND DO IT ONCE MORE! MISS MY SHOT? I'LL MAKE IT TWO! "HEY, SWEETHEART!" "THIS ONE'S FOR YOU!" [Sudden silence.] [One loud impact.] [Softly.] "...Ow." [Manic laughter fades into static.]
