Team Ultraviolence racing   Hardcore   Team Ultraviolence racing   Fucking fast    Titanium plated in an armour piercing shell   My heart fires back in a revenge attack so you too can live in hell   Lips that don't move   Eyes that are fixed   But you miss when you try to hit what has ceased to exist   When it's one for the quick and two for the dead   You cannot compete when I'm three points ahead   Faster than Schumacher   Four to the floor   Hardcore speed is easy with no feelings at all   Should've made this decision way back when   And had no effect from the girls and the screaming   Now I can't turn my head   And I don't have no choice   It's the sound of regret in a distant voice      Of all the things I've known myself to be   I never recognised the fool   You saw me standing in the dark   You're face it shines then turns it's back on me   Now I can't think and I can't feel   You saw me standing in the dark      Spinning out tracks like a DJ insane   But team Ultraviolence is not insane   Team Ultraviolence is racing   The destination decimation destruction and self-termination   When it's one for the lover and two for the pain   Burning and pounding again and again   Faster than Schumacher   Four to the floor   This is hardcore, motherfucker   Get dead on the dancefloor      Of all the things I've known myself to be   I never recognised the fool   You saw me standing in the dark   And far away I hear the sirens scream   They're screaming "I love you love me"   But I can't face them in the dark      I know now where destructiveness comes from   It's a place without love where everything's wrong   This is hardcore, motherfucker       Team Ultraviolence racing   Hardcore   Team Ultraviolence racing   Fucking fast      And so this race finally will end   Did it feel better when you beat your friend my friend   Or did second place hurt   And did you cry?      I'm not the things I knew myself to be   I'm not the child you want to see   I turn to face you in the dark      Titanium plated in an armour piercing shell   My heart fires back in a revenge attack so you too can live in hell   Lips that don't move   Eyes that are fixed   But you miss when you try to hit what has ceased to exist   When it's one for the quick and two for the dead   You cannot compete when I'm three points ahead   Faster than Schumacher   Four to the floor   Hardcore speed is easy with no feelings at all   I know now where destructiveness comes from   It's a place without love where everything's wrong   This is hardcore, motherfucker