two hours, closed here, we have nothing to talk about
my heart is armed on, you're ready to shoot yours
we've been told to resist, whatever comes from outside
this cage is steel, compresses 'till we pass out
the slides on your face, they're cooking my brain out
do you think we could have this rocket cannon shot 
between our eyes
don't care for the battle outside, everyone's on a 
frontline
matter of internal strategies we'd express our moves on 
time
cuz we have nothing to talk about
when we're at it
aiming good
shooting down
it's not up to you
forcing it down
reach to the frontline
i wanna shoot to your lonely heart
and get you out of here
throw you on the battlefield
point the cannon outside in
your silence is unbearable
we'll stop this backward movement
toss the button and we are out.