Verse 1

4 in the morning, the hard stuff hits

Rattling teeth and breaking our wits

Distorted percussion, brutal and raw

Bending every conventional law

Bass is shaking, but we don't care

Electric static, feel it in the air

Chorus

4 o'clock and the pressure is high

We are completely outrunning time

Hammering kicks and the wall of sound

Keeping our bodies glued to the ground

Verse 2

Final stretch is a flash of steel

Muscle heavy, a force we feel

No surrender and no retreat

Still rising underneath our feet

Chorus

4 o'clock and the pressure is high

We are completely outrunning time

Hammering kicks and the wall of sound

Keeping our bodies glued to the ground