Break Point

[Verse] Sun's high sweat pours heavy Racquets clash breath so steady Eyes locked we're locked in This game's no joke pure sin [Verse 2] Courtside nerves tight pulling threads Words unspoken in our heads Backhand slice volley fight Push it push it with all my might [Chorus] Bang the serve slice the pain what's my name Trading strokes no time to feel the shame Deuce advantage back again so raw Victory scream like nobody saw [Verse] Harder faster rallies long Rhythm pulse feeling strong One more point one more chance Eyes on prize in a fearsome trance [Bridge] Every moment stretch to thin Opponent's eyes red with sin Exhale deep focus clear Win's near Almost here [Verse 3] Exhausted steps echoes loud Heartbeats race pounding proud Match point tighten grip no joke Power surge final stroke