NEON OVERDRIVE

I’m the spark in the dark, leaving marks on the scenery,

A human heart beating inside of the machinery.

I’m the "lead" in the "pipe" but I "lead" the entire "race,"

I’m the "bass" in the "drum" and the "base" of the "outer space."

I don’t "tire" when I "roll," I don’t "tire" when I’m "worn,"

I’m the "sharp" of the "edge" and the "point" of the "northern horn."

I’m a "pro" at the "test," putting "protest" in the street,

I’m the "cold" in the "veins" and the "fever" in the "heat."

Watch the "clock" as I "work," I’m the "work" of a "ticking" mind,

Leaving the "average" and "static" and "basic" far behind.

I’m a "fan" of the "flame," but I "fan" out the "smoke,"

I’m the "truth" in the "riddle" and the "punch" in the "joke."

I’m "heavy" on the "soul" but I’m "light" on my "toes,"

I’m the "root" of the "path" where the "wild" "river" "flows."

Catch the rhythm, feel the friction,

I’m the truth inside the fiction.

Moving faster, breaking gravity,

A lyrical masterpiece of depravity.

Energy rising, the pressure is high,

We’re touching the stars while we’re hitting the sky!

I "check" the "list" but I "check" every "mate,"

I’m "heavy" on the "scales" but I’m "carrying" my "weight."

I’m "sound" as a "sleep" but I "sound" the "alarm,"

I’m the "strength" in the "will" and the "muscle" in the "arm."

Let’s talk "change"—I’ve got "coins" in my "pocket,"

But I’m "changing" the "world" like a "fuse" in a "socket."

I’m a "star" in the "sky" and a "star" on the "screen,"

I’m the "blur" in the "middle" of the "red" and the "green."

I "run" the "game" but I "run" through the "park,"

I’m the "light" in the "tunnel" and the "glow" in the "dark."

I "mine" for the "gold" but the "mind" is the "treasure,"

I’m "taking" the "pain" and I’m "turning" it to "pleasure."

I’m a "hit" on the "radio," a "hit" in the "fight,"

I’m the "wrong" way to "do it" if you want it "done right."

Catch the rhythm, feel the friction,

I’m the truth inside the fiction.

Moving faster, breaking gravity,

A lyrical masterpiece of depravity.

Energy rising, the pressure is high,

We’re touching the stars while we’re hitting the sky!

Break the walls, break the seals,

Spin the gears and turn the wheels.

I’m the "current" in the "wire," I’m the "current" in the "sea,"

I’m the "lock" and the "door" and the "skeleton" "key."

High voltage! High pressure!

No limit! No measure!

I’m "fast" with the "food" but I "fast" for the "soul,"

I’m "losing" my "grip" just to "gain" more "control."

I’m "sharp" like a "tack" but I "tack" against the "wind,"

I’m "original" "grace" mixed with "original" "sin."

I "scale" the "walls" and I "scale" the "map,"

I’m the "cheese" in the "maze" and the "snap" in the "trap."

I’m "well" like a "bucket" but I’m "well" like a "king,"

I’m the "buzz" of the "bee" and the "pain" of the "sting."

I’m "over" the "top" and I’m "under" the "radar,"

I’m "closer" than "near" and I’m "further" than "far."

I’m "done" with the "fake" and I’m "real" with the "rhyme,"

I’m "killing" the "vibe" just to "save"