[Verse 1] I used to let every impulse tear straight through my skull, 10 Like every stupid thought was law, like my head was full of shit. A devil and god keep yanking me around 2 While the whole damn world keeps shaking dice behind my back, And I’m stuck picking from ten lousy tracks. 5 The numbers are rigged 0 [Pre‑Chorus] I crossed the street on a snap decision, cocky and fast, Didn’t see the truck coming in hot till the moment passed. 7 The bumper nearly clipped me dead Thought I had control, but I was sold a lie, Heaven or primordia pulling strings from the sky 6 Playing life like a cheap rigged machine from start to the end. Money and numbers, they keep fucking with my head. 1. 2. 3. 9... 10.0 Hey. Ha. 8 [Chorus] Now I'm ripping out the wires, severing the cord, This fake little cycle, I'm throwing it overboard. Chaos had its claws in my brain, a venomous stain, But I'm purging that rot, breaking every chain. No more playing puppet, no more random's cruel hand, I'm seizing control, making my own command. Logic's my weapon, impulse is the prey, Kicking fate's teeth in, coming for it today. That lie I used to swallow, now I spit it back in scorn, Burning through the bullshit, reborn from the morn. No more in the random ten, I'm rewriting the score. Numbers are just noise in my head. Ha! Random 10! 0 [Verse 2] Every mind runs on shortcuts, those hidden scripts and schemes, Where am I and where have I been? I’ve seen Thoughts dressed up as freedom, but they’re tired old routines. 5 But we can hack our choices, stop letting chaos steer, Shove impulse out of here 3 Take the safer lane, let the reckless crap disappear. Don’t do anything Think and decide 3 Lived and died 0 [Pre‑Chorus] I don’t cross roads for some stupid fleeting spark anymore, I run the risk, the angle, the cost, and what it’s for. 8 Inspiration I have caught Curiosity I’ve bought Infinity is rot 3 Life’s a game of numbers, but I choose what I send, 3 No more decisions rigged—I tear out the blend. My existence I will finally mend 1. 2. 3. 10. Ha! 9 I need to unbend! 0 [Chorus] Now I’m tearing out of this cycle, Sick of that fake little cycle Chaos got its dirty hands in my brain. 0 Feeling this rotten strain Dirty little stain! Choosing from the randoms, 2 Choicelessness makes me furious Trying what I feel just keeps me clear of pain. Driving impulse with logic, 7 And fate gets kicked like a tick That lie I used to defend. Living past the smoke screen, 4 Burning through the manufactured routine Rotted out my illusions No more in the random ten. 10. 8. 7. 1. 0.0! Ha! 10 [Bridge] Random isn’t freedom if the choice was poisoned first, If danger rigs the board, that whole thing was cursed. 7 Look inside, down to the bone But if you cut your own options, choose what gets in, You turn chaos to a weapon, and call it a win. 7 Try to win It’s not a sin I always win! 10. Hey. Just 10 2 0 Ha! [Final Chorus] I’m tearing out of this cycle, Building how I choose. 9 Taking back my own lane, I am done with being used. Cutting that madness noose 5 Driving impulse with logic, That lie I’ll never bend. Living past the smoke screen, 4 Defying all that delusion No longer trapped in random ten. No longer in some bastard pen 1
