Lyrics
One — two Light it Up Boot heel, cold steel, ring through the corridor Dust in my lungs, still I’m askin’ for more Black smoke, backbones, sparks in the fuse I came in rough — I got nothin’ to lose Low flame, no name carved in the concrete Chin high, clenched jaw, heart on a drumbeat They want a clean line, I came with a fracture Built like a warning, I move like disaster Hold that line — don’t fold, don’t bend Heat hit hard, I was born in it No cheap crown, no borrowed glow When the room gets quiet— Strike the floor, let the whole thing shake Strike the floor, let the fire awake Hands up high when the black dust pours Strike the floor, strike the floor Call my bluff — I don’t break, I roar Kick that spark through the iron door If it gets too hot, then I want it more Strike the floor, strike the floor Wire hum, blood rush, sweat on the railing Nails in the night and the sirens are wailing Hard luck, half-scarred, I still make it thunder Step in the dark, watch the ground split under Hot breath, glass chest, still never cracking Jaw set, track marks, no thought of backing Short fuse, steel truth — say it plain I don’t fear the heat, I became the flame Stand me up in the blast zone, then Watch my pulse go mean again No bailout boat, no back-door road When the walls lean in— Strike the floor, let the whole thing shake Strike the floor, let the fire awake Hands up high when the black dust pours Strike the floor, strike the floor Call my bluff — I don’t break, I roar Kick that spark through the iron door If it gets too hot, then I want it more Strike the floor, strike the floor No water left No mercy in the wire Just my name in the smoke And my boots in the fire One step Two steps Hear that thunder roll Whole room full of gasoline souls Strike the floor, let the whole thing shake Strike the floor, let the fire awake Hands up high when the black dust pours Strike the floor, strike the floor Call my bluff — I don’t break, I roar Kick that spark through the iron door If it gets too hot, then I want it more Strike the floor, strike the floor Strike the floor Still here Strike the floor No fear
Lyrics
One — two Light it Up Boot heel, cold steel, ring through the corridor Dust in my lungs, still I’m askin’ for more Black smoke, backbones, sparks in the fuse I came in rough — I got nothin’ to lose Low flame, no name carved in the concrete Chin high, clenched jaw, heart on a drumbeat They want a clean line, I came with a fracture Built like a warning, I move like disaster Hold that line — don’t fold, don’t bend Heat hit hard, I was born in it No cheap crown, no borrowed glow When the room gets quiet— Strike the floor, let the whole thing shake Strike the floor, let the fire awake Hands up high when the black dust pours Strike the floor, strike the floor Call my bluff — I don’t break, I roar Kick that spark through the iron door If it gets too hot, then I want it more Strike the floor, strike the floor Wire hum, blood rush, sweat on the railing Nails in the night and the sirens are wailing Hard luck, half-scarred, I still make it thunder Step in the dark, watch the ground split under Hot breath, glass chest, still never cracking Jaw set, track marks, no thought of backing Short fuse, steel truth — say it plain I don’t fear the heat, I became the flame Stand me up in the blast zone, then Watch my pulse go mean again No bailout boat, no back-door road When the walls lean in— Strike the floor, let the whole thing shake Strike the floor, let the fire awake Hands up high when the black dust pours Strike the floor, strike the floor Call my bluff — I don’t break, I roar Kick that spark through the iron door If it gets too hot, then I want it more Strike the floor, strike the floor No water left No mercy in the wire Just my name in the smoke And my boots in the fire One step Two steps Hear that thunder roll Whole room full of gasoline souls Strike the floor, let the whole thing shake Strike the floor, let the fire awake Hands up high when the black dust pours Strike the floor, strike the floor Call my bluff — I don’t break, I roar Kick that spark through the iron door If it gets too hot, then I want it more Strike the floor, strike the floor Strike the floor Still here Strike the floor No fear