Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Raised on rust and secondhand smoke Seatbelt dangling Dad’s old jokes Latchkey kings of the cul-de-sac Bruised-up knees and a busted backpack Cable glow and a microwaved dinner Learned to lie Learned to be a sinner Drank from hoses Slept on floors Every scar a scoreboard [Pre-Chorus] We were wild Unsupervised Laughing while the world went sideways [Chorus] We’re the feral kids that made it Blood on our shoes And we still won’t fake it Every bad idea that brought us here We scream it out Make it loud Make it clear We didn’t break We bent the rules Raised ourselves and wrecked their schools Gen-X hearts Beat like war drums Dear Feral kids Still here [Verse 2] Riding in the back with no one strapped Fistfights first Then we just laughed Metal lunchbox Hidden smokes Dark arcade full of broken jokes Raised on fear of the end of days Turned it into razorblade grace We grew teeth in the TV glow Learned to leave and never let it show [Pre-Chorus] We were wild Unsupervised Burned our names across the sky [Chorus] We’re the feral kids that made it Blood on our shoes And we still won’t fake it Every bad idea that brought us here We scream it out Make it loud Make it clear We didn’t break We bent the rules Raised ourselves and wrecked their schools Gen-X hearts Beat like war drums Dear Feral kids Still here [Bridge] No regrets Just receipts in our skin (hey!) All the wreckage Turned to armor within Call us bitter We just call it truth We survived And we kept our youth (oh!) [Chorus] We’re the feral kids that made it Blood on our shoes And we still won’t fake it Every bad idea that brought us here We scream it out Make it loud Make it clear We didn’t break We bent the rules Raised ourselves and wrecked their schools Gen-X ghosts We refuse to disappear Feral kids Feral kids Still here
Tags
rock, Crushed-tom heavy rock drums and floor-shaking tom patterns, palm-muted guitars that burst into open-chord anthems on the hook, male vocals with a raw, shout-along gang backing in the chorus; verses stay tight and riffy, pre-chorus climbs with octave leads, and the bridge drops to a stomping, tom-driven chant before the final full-power chorus., hard rock, deep
Duration
3:32
Instrumental
No
Created
3/15/2026