[Verse 1: int eighty & Sulfur]

Where to start: what doesn’t kill us makes it tougher

Moving through this concrete jungle like no other

Everything we cover over ground and even under

From an undetected universe that needs to be discovered

Old pubs and taverns, tunnels linked in tandem

Seeking urban caverns that forever been abandoned

Seen the writing on the wall seen the patterns on the tiles

Hieroglyphic styles reminded of X-Files

Seven pins in the lock that’ll open seven dreams

Seven stories, seven continents, crossing seven seas

Exploring every corridor you’d better believe

We’re sprinting to the finish and forever achieve

Climbing fences, drain pipes, but never need a ladder

Ventilation shafts even crawling through the rafters

Motion flips the lights and now everybody scatters

So we’re living for the moment like it doesn’t even matter

Locks will never stop us and these chains could never hold us

Disregarding limits that our teachers always told us

Train tunnels go down, architecture profound

Cities filled with industry remembered now as ghost towns

Empires rise but they always fall

Feel your heartbeat echo off these hallway walls

Ignoring all regrets and the fact that it’s illegal

Seeking out forgiveness in these hollow cathedrals

Visualize the past, transpire their fates

Long forgotten monuments, admire the greats

Walking hospitals, factories, entire estates

Finding time winding down in this tireless race

It’s better than adrenaline the prize that awaits

Got us cutting through the clearing fearing sirens will chase

And running up in gates, and moving quick through pried crates

Making my way on fire escapes

Where the dust blankets over the rust

Cracked creaky floors make it hard to trust

And we still bust through the doors, a must

Our minds harboring this wanderlust

Metropolis to city, town to town

Forgotten locations all around

Found the best way to experience a place in your travels

Visit the part it starts to unravel

The gavel of time, no rewind on the clock

WD40 for the pins in the lock

Everything crushed beneath that tick tock

From amusement parks down to office blocks

Ready to rock, you know with EDC

Always by my side (yeah, you know me)

Not hyperbole, traverse debris

Stay students in the class of entropy and we

Conquer skeletons of skyscrapers

History books becoming aged paper

Self fulfilling prophecies never taper

So we always stay ready for the caper

And they steady catching vapor if they think they catching us

Hanging from the ceiling, belt wrapped around the truss

Never stayed safe, like a moth to a flame

Clinging to the frame to view what remain

Unclaimed archaeologists sifting clues

Where the streaks of decay leave colorful hues

We peruse store fronts long since left bare

Checking out check outs, imagining what was there

Share a little moment with the past

Cause the sand slip too fast through that hourglass

Nothing ever lasts, even ourselves

So we can’t live in books on the shelves

[Chorus]

This one here's for all my world tourers

City, state, country, urban explorers

Now we get around to all the four corners

Here's three cheers for my urban explorers

This one here's for all my world tourers

City, state, country, urban explorers

Now we get around to all the four corners

Here's three cheers for my urban explorers

[Verse 2: int eighty & Sulfur]

Respect how the days pass, sunsets stained glass

Sanctuary claimed wrecking balls when the crane crash

Environments destroyed for a minimum of vain cash

Feel myself crumble with the rubble in the drain splash

Gotta find, chasing tunnels and their lines

Earth keeps spinning got us running out of time

Seeking reaching past the entrance covering in vines

Puzzles that I find still discovering my mind

Underground rooftops, low brow, high life

Concrete canopies with sewer grate skylights

Fools seeking gold when they’re only finding pyrite

Adventure’s the reward, seeing green without the lime light

Eternal in this process, never-ending conquests

Unstoppable forces, immovable objects

Open any mystery, ambition and our lock picks

Urban explorers, all capacities and contexts

Boundaries on maps are man-made lines

Ignoring the warning on trespass signs

Check the decline, yesterday’s designs

Keeping wits sharp never know what we'll find

Risking trips to the police station

Can’t cave to intimidation

Fascination for the edges that fray

And the places that we’ve thrown away

And I’ve been known to stray, off the path, where the bricks erode

Graffitied hieroglyphics like an ancient code

Moving carefully where the boards are brittle

On the third floor of an abandoned hospital

Whittle it down, what you have left

Picking at the bones, envisioning the breath

No theft, we respect the space

Taking memories, leaving no trace

[Chorus]

This one here's for all my world tourers

City, state, country, urban explorers

Now we get around to all the four corners

Here's three cheers for my urban explorers

This one here's for all my world tourers

City, state, country, urban explorers

Now we get around to all the four corners

Here's three cheers for my urban explorers

This one here's for all my world tourers

City, state, country, urban explorers

Now we get around to all the four corners

Here's three cheers for my urban explorers

This one here's for all my world tourers

City, state, country, urban explorers

Now we get around to all the four corners

Here's three cheers for my urban explorers