Circuit Syndicate Anthem

Lyrics

Intro (spoken / half‑rapped) Back when I was a kid, baseball was everything, Dust on my cleats, sun in my face, and hope in my swing. After the game, we’d hit that little Mexican spot, Chips, salsa, and the feeling like we finally made it to the big leagues for a moment. Didn’t know one dinner would turn into a prophecy About beer, broken glass, blue lights, And a number that meant life in the Bible, But death in my hands. Verse 1 Back when I was a kid, baseball was my whole scene, Cleats in the dirt, chased dreams on the cold green. Step-pop pro, thought he held the whole code, After games, Mexican spot became the road home. Me and my brothers at the table sittin’ real straight, Trying to be polite, like we knew what was at stake. Players in the back, room buzzin’ like a hive, Chips, salsa, little kid feelin’ so alive. Asked for water, but the server brought the beers out, Guardian laughed, “start him early,” that was his route. First sip bitter, but I swallowed it with both hands, Tryna be a man before I ever had a real plan. He drank heavy, like Noah with a flood to face, Stumbled to the pickup, pride all over his face. Didn’t know that ignition was a loaded gun, Didn’t know one drive would come and damage my lungs. Verse 2 On the way home, truck swerved, then it hit flesh, Heart froze, mind screamed, everything a wreck. “Holy s***, nah,” echo bouncin’ in my chest, He pressed gas, not brakes, chose flight over confess. Red light in the rain, whole scene like a cheat code, GTA mission, only this was not a B‑roll. Cops in the mirror, blue lights on the wet glass, Sirens singin’ judgment while he pressed on the gas. Near the house, he dropped us off, “Get inside fast,” We ran in, skin crawlin’ from the whole past. We weren’t pixels, no respawn, no extra man, This was real life, no controller in my hand. Somehow, like a glitch, he broke off and came back, Heart still racin’, mind stuck in that track. Didn’t know that night carved lines in my brain, Plantin’ little seeds that would grow into a chain. Hook Austin 3:16 with a can in the air, Little kid learnin’ how to drown out fear. Bible on the shelf said “God so loved,” But I chose the can over heaven above. Life ain’t a game, no reset, no code, Red lights, blue lights, text on the road. Thought I was tough while I swallowed that pain, Didn’t see the cross standin’ out in the rain. [Angel singing] [Electric guitar]