[Intro] [Verse] The metal scrapes against the plastic wall A sparking dance before the heavy fall I pull the cord and feel the tension snap The gravity is caught within a trap The iron rings are singing out their name They hunt the center in this circular game The friction bites until the speed is raw A spinning king beyond the reach of law [Verse] The launcher kicks back with a sudden jolt A jagged strike just like a lightning bolt The steel is blurring in a silver haze A spinning ghost inside a shallow maze The balance shifts on such a slender point Where every calculated move is out of joint We watch the blur until the vision tires While every collision lights a thousand fires [Chorus] Rip it through the air let the pieces fly Underneath the heat of the stadium sky The torque is building till the center breaks Winning is the only thing that really takes Hold the line until the last rotation The heavy impact of a new sensation The centrifugal force is a holy sound Spiraling until we hit the ground [Chorus] Rip it through the air let the pieces fly Underneath the heat of the stadium sky The torque is building till the center breaks Winning is the only thing that really takes Hold the line until the last rotation The heavy impact of a new sensation The centrifugal force is a holy sound Spiraling until we hit the ground [Bridge] The clock is ticking in the kinetic drag A weary champion starts to dip and sag The outer rim is chipped from years of war But it still demands a little bit more The inertia fades but the spirit stays Lost inside the spinning of the summer haze One final lunge to claim the open space A desperate flight to win the bitter race [Verse] The silence drops when the motion dies The winner stands beneath the midday skies A scratched-up shell of what was once a tool The iron monarch of the playground school Pick up the wreckage and the plastic bone The empty arena is a quiet throne Prepare the coil for the next assault The momentum stops but it is not a fault [Chorus] Rip it through the air let the pieces fly Underneath the heat of the stadium sky The torque is building till the center breaks Winning is the only thing that really takes Hold the line until the last rotation The heavy impact of a new sensation The centrifugal force is a holy sound Spiraling until we hit the ground [Chorus] Rip it through the air let the pieces fly Underneath the heat of the stadium sky The torque is building till the center breaks Winning is the only thing that really takes Hold the line until the last rotation The heavy impact of a new sensation The centrifugal force is a holy sound Spiraling until we hit the ground [Outro]
