Bet on My Pulse Artist: SkyLaboratory Caught in the grid Time to wake up Black suit, same tie, staring at the glass Watching all the cookie-cutter zombies walking past Swallow down the noise, yeah, it’s heavy on my chest Society is acting like I’m just another guest But I ain't buying this illusion Living on a script that I didn't even write Shedding off the fake, man, I’m stepping to the light Vibe check, ready to snap Let's bounce Bet on my pulse, yeah, I’m riding my own wave Tearing up the rulebook, breaking out the cage Don’t kill my vibe, I’m the king of this floor Turning all the pressure into something to adore Just watch me own it Cold stares, fake smiles, judging how I stand Deadass, they don't even try to understand Every single scar makes the portrait look elite Frozen in this moment while I'm catching to the beat Done with the loop, yeah, I'm cutting off the strings Losing who I was just to see what morning brings We going all the way up Let's go Bet on my pulse, yeah, I’m riding my own wave Tearing up the rulebook, breaking out the cage Don’t kill my vibe, I’m the king of this floor Turning all the pressure into something to adore Just watch me own it Tear it all down just to build it back anew Lost my old self but I love the current view Friction in the soul making everything ignite Now watch me light up the night Yeah! Break it down! Bet on my pulse, yeah, I’m riding my own wave Tearing up the rulebook, breaking out the cage Don’t kill my vibe, I’m the king of this floor Turning all the pressure into something to adore Own the night, taking over this future! Through the glass, the morning breaks New shoes, new rhythm, whatever it takes The grid is yours now
