I’m burning with anger, can’t you see?
Every rejection is a chainsaw to me,
Tired of standing in this broken parade,
I’ll dance in the darkness, I won’t be betrayed.
The walls are closing, the sirens scream,
Life’s a tightrope, an unscripted dream,
I’ll take the risk, throw it all on the floor,
No safety net, I’ll be craving more.
This movement inside, it’s a violent tide,
Freedom’s a fire, it's lit up with pride,
Shake out the doubt, it won’t hold me down,
I’m a riot in color, won’t fade into brown.
Let them label me, I’ll wear it like a badge,
With every rejection, I’m fueled, I’ll never drag,
A spark in the night, I’ll light up the scene,
In this crazy world, I’m a punk machine.
So scream out your pain, let it rip through the air,
We’re alive in this chaos, we’ll dance without care,
There’s movement in anger, a sound like a call,
I’ll risk it all, I’m ready to fall.
We’ll rise from the ashes, we’ll scream to the skies,
With hearts made of thunder, we won’t compromise,
Rejection can bite, but it can’t steal my soul,
In our punk rebellion, we’re finally whole.
So here’s to the fights and the scars we wear,
We’re the echoes of dreams in a world stripped bare,
Together we’ll forge, break down every wall,
I'm risking it all, yeah, I’ll risk it all.
With fists raised high and our backs against the night,
We’ll shout till the dawn, make everything right,
No fear in our hearts, we’ll never let go,
In this life on the edge, we’ll steal the show.
Punk
Anger, Rejection, Risk, Soul, Movement