Lyric

Cold static on a dead-end street

Feel the friction underneath your feet

You got a heart like a ticking machine

Looking for a space in between the clean

I’m a ghost in a chrome-plated cage

Turning over every blackened page

Watch the wire, watch it snap

Falling right into the velvet trap

Yeah, it’s coming

Can you feel it coming?

Ooh, break the rhythm of the neon fracture

Nothing left for the world to capture

Heavy on the kick, heavy on the lie

I’m the silver streak in a leaden sky

Yeah, move slow, let the fever burn

Wait for the point of no return!

Lipstick stain on a broken glass

Watching all the pretty shadows pass

Don’t talk to me about 'sweet' or 'kind'

I’ve got a jagged edge you’re gonna find

Stop

Listen

The city is breathing

And it’s hungry

Ooh, break the rhythm of the neon fracture

Nothing left for the world to capture

Heavy on the kick, heavy on the lie

I’m the silver streak in a leaden sky

Yeah, move slow, let the fever burn

Wait for the point of no return!

Neon fracture

Moving slow

Just a little bit faster