[Intro] [Sampel] Damm (Damm) [Drop 1] He strikes the match with that estate elegance, Elbows locked, destroying the evidence. A glacier in a tracksuit, floating in warm gin, Freezing the condensation on the skin. Smoke signals rising like a factory stack, He doesn’t check , he never looks back. A purposeful stride, cutting through the noise, A grown man who broke all his childhood toys. [Verse 2] She’s the velcro attached to the fabric, Interpreting, managing the panic. She won’t offer an inch, she won’t give up the space, Reading the coordinates on his dangerous face. They function like a singular, violent machine, The most efficient engine you’ve never seen. If they adjust their course to overlap with yours, You’d better study the exit doors. [Chorus] I’m crossing the street, I’m adjusting my view, I’ve got no appetite for what they’re about to do. I’m not aiming for the bullseye, I don’t wear the green, I’m just a blurred figure in the background of the scene. I don’t need the statue, I don’t need the plaque, I just know when to fade to black. Cutting the corner, precise as a slice, Walking on fire, looking like ice. [Verse 3] They wrap up the shift and they leave , A little educational toy on the concrete. Eloquence dripping from the lip, High-speed tuition on a very short trip. Trading rumors of brothers who ran out of luck, While the sirens are wailing and the traffic is stuck. Polite conversation, a nod of the head, Leaving the sentence… unsaid. [Bridge] Oooo… Can you taste the ground? Oooo… It’s not in the brochure. Oooo… They accelerate now, tearing the grey, Turning the atmosphere the other way. Whatever they’re selling, whatever the cost, I’m keeping my currency uncrossed. [Sampel Solo] [Chorus] I’m crossing the street, I’m adjusting my view, I’ve got no interest in what they’re about to do. I leave the archery to those who want the prize, I’m just watching the temperature rise. I don’t need the statue, I don’t need the plaque, I just know when to fade to black. Cutting the corner, sharp and precise… Walking on ice. [Outro] Smoke like a chimney. Don’t catch the eye. Just let the lesson apply. Educational… Educational… It’s just a toy. [End]>
