I got a tiger in the tanknI got money in the banknAnd I've got just myself to thank yeahnNot what you'd call a crimenI got aces in the holenI got the colours on my polenBut there's an echo in my soul yeahnRings louder all the timenCos I hit the runwaynWith such momentum I can't stopnnI'm never dirty in the fightnI never step into the lightnI'm never anything but right yeahnCos I'm never anythingnYou thought to meet me more than mostnBut I was really just a ghostnAnd we were never even close nonTill we were enemiesnI hit the runwaynWith such momentum I can't stopnnA big problem to avoidnA big problem to addressnNow that we've allnGone out to regress againnA big problem to avoidnA big problem to resolvenNow to regress, so now to evolve again (x2)