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Deep Orbit - The Zixx

[Intro] Deep Orbit Yeah [low vocal register] Zixx in the system Watch close [Verse 1] Six limbs in a long coat Gold crest on a cracked throat Click mandibles, scan codes Green eyes on your last hope They patrol in the black ships Thin legs, heavy stacked clips Slim smiles, making fat lists Write laws then they blacklist They land, dust in the air Mark kids, mark the old, don’t care Stamp fines on the clean and fair Let the crooks ride free in the chair Hear the chitter through the airwaves “One strike, that’s a slave wage” Two strikes, that’s a cold cage Three strikes, that’s a closed grave [Chorus] The Zixx, the Zixx They judge, they twist They write the rules Then burn the list The Zixx, the Zixx Corrupt in the mist You think you safe Till your name on they wrist [Verse 2] Bug eyes in the dash cam Flag plates off a faint scan Plant dust in your glove hand Then quote code from they own clan They swarm when the pay’s late Mark stars, redraw trade lanes Seize homes, freeze whole chains Call it “order,” all pain They tax air in the dry zones Bill grief on the sly phones Frame kids off of sly drones Laugh loud when the case closed They don’t chase what they own stock They just chase who the stones dock Whole block on the wrong clock They tick, then the doors lock [Chorus] The Zixx, the Zixx They judge, they twist They write the rules Then burn the list The Zixx, the Zixx Corrupt in the mist You think you safe Till your name on they wrist [Bridge] [whispered vocals] Six legs Six oaths Six breaks One host [regular voice] They pass laws with they claws out Whole sky on a short route If you breathe and your heart pound They already got your corpse count [Chorus] The Zixx, the Zixx They judge, they twist They write the rules Then burn the list The Zixx, the Zixx Corrupt in the mist You think you safe Till your name on they wrist