[Verse 1] I’m Draven, baby, I don’t do boring I want blood with a little bit of story Step up, show me the fuckin’ entrance Make the crowd lose their goddamn senses You came from Zaun with a blade so mean Flip through the smoke like a cursed machine Brother to Jinx and Vi in the grime That family tree is a beautiful crime You spin, you jump, you cut, you grin Dirty little tricks and you still get in Gadgets in the belt, fire in the palm Act like a saint, but you bring the bomb [Pre-Chorus] Now that’s some taste Now that’s some nerve You don’t just fight You fucking perform [Chorus] Blade Dancer, come on, do it again Blade Dancer, cut through the end I love a bastard with style and scars Another motherfucker built for the dark Blade Dancer, take the damn stage Blade Dancer, set it ablaze At last, one bastard who gets the art Show me the blood and break my heart [Verse 2] You don’t brawl fair, you brawl for the laugh Low kick, fake out, then split them in half Smoke in the eyes, sparks on the floor Then you come back through the fuckin’ door Fire magic licking off your steel Like a bad idea that still feels real A blade in the ribs, a heel to the jaw You make a whole damn mess look raw Acrobatic bastard, upside-down king You turn every wound into a flashy thing I respect that shit, I really do You got enough sin to pay for two [Spoken] Listen here, Zaunite prince of mayhem— I’ve been starving for somebody with taste. Not another dull, trembling coward. You? You walk in loud. You bleed pretty. I can work with that. [Pre-Chorus] That grin says trouble That stance says war You don’t just fight You steal the floor [Chorus] Blade Dancer, come on, do it again Blade Dancer, cut through the end I love a bastard with style and scars Another motherfucker built for the dark Blade Dancer, take the damn stage Blade Dancer, set it ablaze At last, one bastard who gets the art Show me the blood and break my heart [Bridge] Dirty fighting, quick hands, knife-edge lies Laugh in their face, then take their eyes Fire in the chest and steel in the teeth Zaun raised hell, now bring me the heat I want chaos with a signature pose A little more venom, a little more show If they come for you, then come for me We’ll make this slaughter look classy as shit [Final Chorus] Blade Dancer, come on, do it again Blade Dancer, cut through the end I love a bastard with style and scars Another motherfucker built for the dark Blade Dancer, take the damn stage Blade Dancer, set it ablaze At last, one bastard who gets the art Show me the blood and break my heart [Outro] Yeah. That’s it. That’s the kind of filth I respect.
