This metal is cold to the touch

[Intro]
(Check the weight)
(It's heavy)

[Verse 1]
Polished marble under dirty boots,
The ascent cost more than the rent,
Zegna wool hides the exit wounds,
I digest the guilt with the vintage red,
Four rings on the steering column,
Bulletproof glass for the rainy season,
My cousin's name is on a granite slab,
While I'm signin' checks for the lawyers,
(Sign the line),
The operation is surgical now,
Distribution through the freight lines,
We don't talk on the open air,
Just nods in the back of the steakhouse,
The crown is a lead helmet,
Pressure on the skull till it cracks,
(Pressure),
I remember the hunger pains,
Now the feast tastes like metal,
Survival is a lonely business,
I'm the king of a graveyard shift.

[Chorus]
This metal is cold to the touch,
Power is a heavy debt to pay,
(Pay up),
No friends left at the summit,
Just the wind and the ghosts.

[Verse 2]
Inventory check at the warehouse,
Pure white like a mountain peak,
Logistics keep the engine runnin',
But the fuel is old trauma,
I see the envy in their eyes,
Friends turn to vultures in the winter,
I keep the chrome close to the waist,
Paranoia is my only passenger,
(Watch the door),
Fifty floors up and I'm still crawlin',
The penthouse feels like a cell,
High ceilings but the air is thin,
I’m the boss of a dying breed,
Blood stains on the velvet carpet,
I scrubbed them till my hands bled,
(Wash it away),
The empire is a glass house,
And I'm the one holdin' the stones.

[Chorus]
This metal is cold to the touch,
Power is a heavy debt to pay,
(Pay up),
No friends left at the summit,
Just the wind and the ghosts.

[Outro]
(Heavy)
Check the ledger,
Everyone pays,
Even me,
(Stay down)