Digiwave

Lyrics

We're about to rock through the speakers, we get nothing but respect And hold weird devotion, the grudge of our track For every day I live, through the force throughout your back We're darkening, producing, a boom-bass kicking track Breaking down the system, that shall not cross my head An essay of resistance, will result in sudden death We impose a new sensation, or we will kindly ask: 'Is your full anticipation on this boom-bass kicking track?' We're about to rock through the speakers, we get nothing but respect And hold weird devotion, the grudge of our track For every day I live, through the force throughout your back We're darkening, producing, a boom-bass kicking track Breaking down the system, that shall not cross my head An essay of resistance, will result in sudden death We impose a new sensation, or we will kindly ask: 'Is your full anticipation on this boom-bass kicking track?'