Grip Inc Amped
Scored primed and packed geared up Rules are none move with the pack Chopped and spread lines reflect white Reasoning fades into the second day Searching for something more Endless are the window patrols Time wags its accusing finger Time will cut you without distinction In the eleventh hour Cranked up high Cranked up high Tight chewing skin until it bleeds Ringed by broken cars and guns Nocturnal hiding from the sun Teeth turn black and rot You don't want it you just need it You gotta get it cranked up really high Into the third day Meth leper disorientated Fighting hard to feed Retracing steps of lost weekends Habit feeding habit Without distinction Of the eleventh hour Cranked up high Cranked up high Amped and cranked up really high Lost engorging show no mercy Move speed demon catch that moving train Fall into the affray You don't want it you just need it You gotta get it cranked up really high
