We move slow, we move slow Feel this cold, feel this cold Turning heads with our swift retreat Out of the city Moves these frames, moves these legs Rearrange a subtle change Make it fit so you won't feel Won't feel bored of it Won't feel bored of it Coming after you Lover come grab your guns I know that you want some Maps in flames, i'll follow you While you lead the way Coming after you You, you, you, you, you, you