Текст песни
[Intro]
Status: active. Route: unknown. Target: speed.
[Verse 1]
The horizon’s tearing apart at this speed,
Trajectory: pure impulse, course set to break.
I’m flying into the atmosphere, no brakes,
Speed’s at the edge, just the hum of the wires.
Sensors are screaming, locking in the fault,
Servers are burning, the channels go cold.
We’re flying through fragments of broken coordinates.
[Chorus]
You’re writing exploits for all of my dreams,
Compromising every single bit.
Our traffic’s crashing down these dead-end wires,
Building a highway that leads nowhere.
The protocol’s burning, the route’s erased from the system,
We’re burning through the static, tearing down every scheme.
Signal’s at max, the connection’s breaking apart,
This isn’t an error — this is the start.
[Bridge / Hook 1]
I don’t look back — there’s only chaos behind,
The world’s just a reel of broken frames on the screen.
Hold the line. There’s no return.
[Instrumental Break]
Go! Now! Break it!
[Verse 2]
Time’s split into miles and empty units,
I’m chasing the glow of distant pretty faces.
No gravity, no guilt to hold me down,
No need for periods or commas now.
Just the needle pinned in the red zone tight,
Control… Flight… Just keep moving forward.
[Transition — SPEED-UP]
(Turbo whoosh rising, 3 rapid kick hits, double exhaust)
[Chorus]
You’re writing exploits for all of my dreams,
Compromising every single bit.
Our traffic’s crashing down these dead-end wires,
Building a highway that leads nowhere.
The protocol’s burning, the route’s erased from the system,
We’re burning through the static, tearing down every scheme.
Signal’s at max, the connection’s breaking apart,
This isn’t an error — this is the start.
[Bridge / Hook 2]
Fire under the rubber, mind stripped of proof,
Throw the noise out of the head, break the loop.
Max throttle. Ignore all warnings.
[Verse 3]
Reality’s compressed into a single core,
I’m hitting the pedal hard, just listen, bro.
The turbine’s roar is slicing the lane in two,
Headlights blind me, mirrors catch the flash of truth.
It’s just me and the hum of all the cities now,
Acceleration like a breath of silence somehow.
Off schedule, outside anyone’s script.
[Chorus]
You’re writing exploits for all of my dreams,
Compromising every single bit.
Our traffic’s crashing down these dead-end wires,
Building a highway that leads nowhere.
The protocol’s burning, the route’s erased from the system,
We’re burning through the static, tearing down every scheme.
Signal’s at max, the connection’s breaking apart,
This isn’t an error — this is the start.
[Bridge / Hook 3]
Speed limit erased to zero on the dash,
The system’s screaming: “We’re flying past the edge!”
Asphalt’s melting under the pressure of the wheels,
This is our pure, unfiltered chaos.
Breach the limit. No coordinates.
[Instrumental Break]
Break the line! No map!
[Verse 4]
City lights reflecting neon in the puddles,
Hit the stop button, bass is tearing through the beat.
Music louder than any fire siren’s call,
Heart’s pounding out a rhythm against the wall.
Route erased from the nav, no point found on the grid,
I’ll blow this night to pieces, burn it all to bits.
Cigarette smoke curling up inside the cabin,
Leaving myself behind at the edge of the abyss.
Status: erased. Location: off-map. Objective: speed.
[Outro]
System offline. Route erased.
