Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Paper hearts on our backpacks Now they’re taped over with tape and knives Homecoming posters bleaching On the bricks of a school half alive Locker doors hang open Like they’re asking where we’ve been We sleep in the nurse’s office Counting every new scar on our skin [Chorus] We’re still here Last bell still ringing in our heads (heads) Blood on our shoes Jokes on our breath Yeah We laugh standing one step from death We’re still here Bruised hands Duct-taped armor on our arms Prom king Prom queen Now we’re on guard If this is the end We’ll write it in marker We’re still here [Verse 2] Practice field turned graveyard Helmets stacked like empty crowns We use trophies for tripwires Yearbooks to start the fires when the sun goes down We pass notes in the blackout “Are you scared?” / “Me too” / “Stay close” If we make it to the rooftop We’ll watch the strip mall ghosts [Chorus] We’re still here Last bell still ringing in our heads (heads) Blood on our shoes Jokes on our breath Yeah We laugh standing one step from death We’re still here Bruised hands Duct-taped armor on our arms Prom king Prom queen Now we’re on guard If this is the end We’ll write it in marker We’re still here [Bridge] Parents’ cars in the parking lot Keys still in Lights dead cold We drive them in our daydreams Shouting “We got old We got old” But right now it’s just four kids Sharing one last piece of gum Swearing if the world goes silent Our hearts still beat like drums (hey!) [Chorus] We’re still here Last bell still ringing in our heads (heads) Blood on our shoes Jokes on our breath Yeah We laugh standing one step from death We’re still here Bruised hands Duct-taped armor on our arms Prom king Prom queen Now we’re on guard If this is the end We’ll write it in marker We’re still here We’re still here
Tags
Gritty alt-rock with tense, palm-muted guitars in the verses, male vocals on the edge of cracking; drums stay tight and dry, bass pulsing like a heartbeat. Chorus explodes with wide, distorted power chords and gang vocals shouting the hook. Bridge drops to a single guitar and voice before the full band slams back in for a final, defiant refrain.
Duration
3:19
Instrumental
No
Created
3/28/2026