Burning tires on the pavement, we scream,
Hazy days blur the lines of our broken dreams,
Loud voices drown in the echo of the night,
Searching for the unseen truth, but it’s out of sight.
We walked this road, now it’s an endless fight,
With distant lies haunting every step we write,
Once we had it all, now we’re fighting the decay,
Faith slipping through our fingers, fading day by day.
Chasing shadows, we’ve lost our way,
Wandering through the ruins where the children used to play,
Lost faith in the leaders who promised us the sun,
Fractured path of memories, they come undone.
Every heartbeat shouts against the tide,
We scream rebellion but can’t find where to hide,
In a world so broken, can we find our truth?
Or are we just lost kids, hiding from our youth?
Let the fires burn, let the ashes fly,
We’ll carve our names in the walls, we’ll never die,
With every revolution, we’ll dance in the rain,
No more running from the scars, no more pain.
The world keeps spinning, life’s a raging storm,
But in our unity, we can find the warmth,
A promise in the chaos, a spark in the night,
We’ll rise again, even in the fading light.
So burn those tires, let them drift away,
On a fractured path, we'll build a brand new day,
With every shout, let’s reclaim our faith,
Together we’ll uncover the unseen truth, our wraith.
In the end, we’ll stand tall, never back down,
From the ashes of the past, we’ll wear our crown,
And though the road is wild, and the lies may sting,
We'll rise through the darkness, and together we’ll sing.
Punk
Burning tires, Hazy days, Loud voices, Unseen truth, Lost faith, Fractured path, Distant lies