Fighting through the fire, I wear my battle wounds,
A heart that’s toughened up, a spirit that consumes,
Turn the speakers up, let the anthem take flight,
With a vibe so electric, we'll shine through the night.
Raised on resistance, I’m breaking all the rules,
With an attitude that's fierce, I won’t play the fool,
Burning like a beacon, through the chaos and the dread,
Screaming for the voiceless, echoing what’s said.
Loud like a siren, piercing through the silence,
These scars tell a story, they scream for defiance,
In the heart of the struggle, where the true rebels roam,
We dance in the shadows, but the streets are our home.
Every bruise and every tear becomes a part of me,
Proud of the rebellion, it’s my victory,
Dancing in the ashes where the flames once did burn,
With each roar of defiance, a new lesson learned.
So let the world keep spinning, I’ll stand my ground,
There’s power in the chaos, in every deafening sound,
Together we’ll rise up, this fight can’t be ignored,
With scars like our armor, we’re forever restored.
So crank up that music, let it drown out the fear,
In the echo of our history, our voices are clear,
With a rebel heart pounding and the night drawing near,
We'll live life unbroken, let the world know we're here.
Punk
Rebel, Scars, Resistance, Vibe, Burn, Attitude, Loud