Текст песни
[Intro - tribal drums, berimbau, funky bass riff, turntable cuts]
[Whispered, DJ scratches]
Truth... truth... truth...
[Record scratch] I can't feel the ground...
[Tribal percussion enters, heavy groove drops]
[Verse 1 - rhythmic aggressive rap, funky bass, tribal drums]
[Turntable scratches between lines, Brazilian percussion accents]
And this is the truth —
I don't feel any bottom now.
Despite all the proof,
I'm just losing my mind somehow.
I'm like medicine, see,
But my expiration's done.
You're the cool breeze for me —
My last sip before I'm gone.
[Record scratch] Come on!
[Build-up - drums build, tribal percussion intensifies, scratching]
[Guitars chugging in, DJ cuts on beat, heavy groove]
The night split in two halves —
One half belongs to you.
The wind on the water calms —
So silence is coming through.
My eyes keep turning away —
Where the light used to be.
I'm the diagnosis they gave —
And no cure is left for me.
[Record scratch] Break it down!
[Chorus - melodic screamed vocals, heavy groove, tribal drums]
[Full band heavy, funky bass prominent, DJ scratches, primal energy]
Don't break my chains!
I feel so light in their hold!
I fall through the flames!
And I fly up high, so bold!
In the arms of the steel,
I have found my peace of mind!
Don't touch me! Don't come near!
Just leave me behind!
[Record scratch] Yeah!
[Verse 2 - aggressive rap, tribal groove, call and response]
[Slap bass, syncopated drums, Brazilian percussion]
And this is the truth —
We're leaving all the lies behind.
You're dangerous like liquid truth,
Knives in this heart of mine.
[Record scratch] What?!
[Harsh vocal cut in, heavy distortion, tribal drums pounding]
I'M DISSOLVING INSIDE!
BLOOD IS BOILING ALIVE!
[Record scratch] Bring it on!
[Build-up - drums build, tribal percussion intensifies, guitars chugging]
[Turntable cuts between lines, primal energy building]
And this is the life —
A quiet howl deep inside.
My head's a mess, full of strife —
Tear it apart, let it slide.
It throws me a surprise —
Every breath like a jolt.
It can't be fixed, realize —
My last turn, my final revolt.
[Record scratch] Here we go!
[Chorus - melodic screamed vocals, heavy groove, tribal drums]
[Full band heavy, funky bass prominent, DJ scratches, primal energy]
Don't break my chains!
I feel so light in their hold!
I fall through the flames!
And I fly up high, so bold!
I'm driving the silence
Deep into the walls of my core!
I became this violence!
I grew into this floor!
[Record scratch] Check it out!
[Bridge - half-time, clean vocal, tribal drum solo]
[Drums half-time, bass prominent, DJ solo scratching, Brazilian percussion solo]
[Clean, vulnerable, spoken]
And this... is... the life...
[Record scratch] The mess... in my head...
[Scream breaks through, full distortion, tribal drums explode]
IT CAN'T BE FIXED! NO WAY!
[Record scratch] Shut it down!
[Breakdown - heavy, slow, crushing, tribal drums, turntable cuts]
[All instruments slamming, Brazilian percussion pounding]
Chains! Light! Flames! High!
Steel! Peace! Leave! Behind!
[Final scream held long, record scratch]
DON'T BREAK MY CHAINS!
[Outro - turntable scratches, tribal drums fading, funky bass, vinyl crackle]
[Whispered, distant, DJ cuts fading, berimbau melody]
I feel so light in their hold...
[Record scratch] So light...
[Tribal drums fade, funky bass groove fades, vinyl pop]
[Whispered, last breath]
Light...
[Final record scratch, tribal drum hit, silence]