Urban Explorers

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
 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
 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
 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