My head in reverse
Mind controlled
Align wires in cortical rows
Nano electrodes pulse the thrum
One note to beat my heart, beat my heart like a drum
Battle stations go
Armed and ready to blow
Yes, I know
9 to 5 hours in that glass tower
All the time in the world to expire
Words roll around in brain, on tongue
One note to beat my heart, beat my heart like a drum
Battle stations go
Armed and ready to blow
Yes, I know
Bugs on the ceiling
Crawling inside
I've got a fever of a hundred and nine
Sweat beading in time
To the rhythm in my lungs
One note to beat my heart, beat my heart like a drum
Battle stations go
Armed and ready to blow
Bridge has lost control
Armed and ready to blow
Yes, I know
