Verse 1
False diviners spit the morning dry,
Counting the coins and their alibis.
Sirens buzz lullabies for the sold at the start
Frayed wires of a city with a broken heart.
Pre‑Chorus
Glass towers whisper promises in tongues that disgust
We trade our names for numbers that betray our trust
Chorus
Streets fear the future, not scared to burn
Take back the night, everything they didn’t earn.
Raise your fist, make the skyline hear our truth,
The pavement’s pulse is louder than hits the roof
Verse 2
Billboards preach salvation in a language made of ads,
Kids learn revolution from the noise seen on pads.
Ticking clock selling seconds to the highest lie,
But we keep stealing minutes back before they die.
Pre‑Chorus
Sirens sing the headlines while the alleys write the rest,
We’re the footnotes in their stories, the ones who won’t confess.
Chorus
Streets fear the future, not scared to burn
Take back the night, everything they didn’t earn.
Raise your fist, make the skyline hear our truth,
The pavement’s pulse is louder than hits the roof
Bridge
Break the glass, break the code, break the silence in the wires,
Turn the cameras into candles, set the city on its fires.
We’ll dance on every headline, spit on every rule,
Turn their polished futures into something beautiful and cruel.
Final Chorus
Streets fear the future, so we’ll write it in the scars,
Scrape our names in alleyways and sing beneath the stars.
Raise your fist, let the streets learn our tune,
Screaming in the gutters, the riot crowds the room.
Outro
The future’s just a rumor until we make it true,
Burn the map and follow me cause the streets will follow you.
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