Dying Lightly

[Verse 1]
Want to know the whole story? Got to go back
Pass through the gates of death, you get no slack
Off road now, home bound, no tracks
We don't hold back, go fast, but don't crash
Need more antizin, my mags are thin
Just what is happening? I'm blasting them
Everybody's preaching, they praise the sun
I only put my faith in one thing, I raise the gun
Name's Kyle Crane, defile brains and get trained
Arms and jaw cut off, then locked to chains
Crossbow's got bolts, lock, load and aim
We got to get out of Harran, can't stop to play
Blood of the sun, everyone run, cause here they come
Prophecies find enlightenment, lifting rifles and lighting them
It's time to fight again, holding knives
Heavily modified, electrify guys now

[Chorus]
It gets dark in this Dying Light
I don't take dying lightly, it's time to fight
Cause they keep on trying to bite me, but not tonight
I'm gonna rev up the engine and drop that throttle
We must get out of here
Find a new atmosphere
I'm soaked in the blood of undead
Streets will run red, shotgun, I pumped it up

[Verse 2]
Hate the smell of blood, iron is in the air
Swing a tire iron, light them on fire, I'm never scared
Upgrade my buggy they love me, I'm catching air
Always carry the ratchet also good at repairs
Give me a lifeless stare, parkour, dark tour
Heading through the city and sewer's, you'll get your heart skewered
Dodge madness and alpha classes
Picking up cars, throw them far to smash them
Classic, I don't know if I can make it out of here
Swinging out of fear, step to me, I'll bring you down a tier
Crowded streets drowning surrounded by a mound of teeth
Wrap explosives in flesh, here's a couple pounds to eat
Down and beat, but getting back up again
Bring a couple of friends to shred zombies abdomens
Glad it's happening, actually not
But I can be whoever I wanted to be from the drop

[Chorus]
It gets dark in this Dying Light
I don't take dying lightly, it's time to fight
Cause they keep on trying to bite me, but not tonight
I'm gonna rev up the engine and drop that throttle
We must get out of here
Find a new atmosphere
I'm soaked in the blood of undead
Streets will run red, shotgun, I pumped it up