[Intro - quiet, close vocal] Don’t touch it. Don’t touch it. Yeah… somebody always does. [Verse 1 - low, uneasy, human cadence] There’s a man on the screen with a clean little smile Saying fear like it’s part of the plan He points at the map, then he points at the sky Like the whole world fits in his hand And we sit there Half awake Thumb on the glass Waiting for the bad thing I hate what I’m watching But I don’t look away Guess that says something I don’t know. Maybe. [Pre-Chorus - building tension] They want the oil They want the land They want the room To clap on command [Chorus - big, dirty, catchy] Touch the red button Everybody wants to feel it shake Touch the red button Then pray like it was a mistake We want power We want noise We want blood with a better voice Touch the red button And call it the only way [Verse 2 - more bitter] Every headline begs for a fist in the wall Every leader wants a bigger name Every rich kid playing war from a chair While somebody poor gets the blame The feed keeps pulling The room gets small I say I’m done Then I answer the call Click me angry Click me scared Click me numb Like I’m barely there [Pre-Chorus - rougher] They want the cameras They want the praise They want control With a holy face [Chorus - heavier, strained] Touch the red button Everybody wants to feel it shake Touch the red button Then pray like it was a mistake We want power We want noise We want blood with a better voice Touch the red button And call it the only way [Bridge - quieter, honest] I used to think evil had teeth Like you’d know when it walked in But it talks real calm And it asks what side you’re on It sells you a reason It gives you a team It says you’re the good one If you help it scream And I don’t feel clean No, not really I keep saying I hate this Then I stay here watching [Breakdown - heavy, shouted, imperfect] Touch it Deny it Sell it Buy it Point north Point blame Start war Change names Make fear Make law Make us beg For what you stole [Final Chorus - raw, emotional] Touch the red button Everybody wants to feel it shake Touch the red button Then pray like it was a mistake We want power We want noise We want blood with a better voice Touch the red button And call it the only way Touch the red button Yeah, we knew what it would do Touch the red button Then say it wasn’t you [Outro - fading, almost whispered] Don’t touch it. Don’t touch it. Yeah… somebody always does.
