More Cycles

[Verse 1]

Canteen, can of beans, no compass

Add another bug to the goggles

Vigilante city watch, dipping through the gigawatts

Known for shaking sticks and playing chicken with the will of God

It's not a drill, it's a village aping a grid beyond the silicon

Same religion as Ram, Flynn, or Tron

Electric bomber jacket, jockey for the hottest lap

I fight a different system every time my throttle brap

In yonder shadows, every corner is a hostile act

Solid black helmet, track a bullet down the trolly tracks

When every tree up in your Eden reek of dog piss

You don't need a reason to Knievel any drawbridge

All in all, I'm all things lawless

Call the po', midnight marauder, no off switch

Only ever slow his roll to free a dove

Or autograph his own wanted poster, peace and love

[Chorus]

I ain't think to leave a letter

Please don't cling to the vector

I don't blink first ever

I don't blink first ever

In sync with the specter

It's really not a thing you can measure

I don't blink first ever

I don't blink first ever

[Verse 2]

Dawn treader, green fog, Lincoln Log wrecker

Gloves all King Kong leather

Underdogs on machines blinking error

I seen hell and back, still pink in the center

Plinko off a punk and jump a cycle out the ecosphere

He don't wear a cape, but if he did, no one would think it's weird

Pinky swear that should I go exploding into springs and gears

You loot the rings and gear and ghost the scene without a single tear

I could hold a wheelie for a decade

Circle any borough like a bird around a headache

Mercury in retrograde

Mercenary working through the Jenga-scape

Body and the spirit going separate ways

Send a message back from the other side of the end of days

All it say is, "Catch me if you can, P.S., the weather's great"

What the fuck is resting on the seventh day?

I'm seven days of levee-breaking rain, stay the hell away

[Chorus]

I ain't think to leave a letter

Please don't cling to the vector

I don't blink first ever

I don't blink first ever

In sync with the specter

It's really not a thing you can measure

I don't blink first ever

I don't blink first ever

[Verse 3]

I don't turn down, scurry, or burn out

I burn at both, learn 'em how a burnout burn out

The smell of burnt rubber turn a herb to a church mouse

With no words, only wracked nerves and a furrowed brow

His engine purring early, I'm a one-man world power

Whirlwind, exterminating one world per hour

Conspiracy of ravens under my authority

In chorus with regards from the king of the fucking Corvidae, ayy

Clear and present, paranormal weapon

I'm a land speed record every second, check the method

Check the sled as an extension of the senses

Intercepting information while it S around the Lemons

In a letter sent from Mr. "I will not be home for dinner"

It was written, "I will not be home for winter"

A second letter showed up, let's imagine we could open it together

"I will not be home forever, this is NYC untethered," yeah