Ooooooooooooooh oooooh oooh
[Verse 1]
I was born in the static—raised by the hum
Of neon lies and a colorless sun
We wore silence like second skin
Taught not to fight—just to fit in
But I saw your spark in the broken street
Two fists clenched and two blistered feet
You looked at me like I already knew—
We don’t run. We rebuild through.
[Verse 2]
We’re fragments stitched in a rusted thread
Shouted down, told “dreams are dead”
But beneath the ache and under the strain
Is a voice that survives through blood and flame
I don’t need a throne or a flag to wave
I want truth in the way the fallen behave
We rise not to conquer—but to connect
Not to own the world, but to earn respect
[Chorus]
We are the veins of the uprising
Not machines—not made for hiding
This is soul, not synthetic fire
This is pain that climbs higher and higher
No crowns, no kings, no plastic gods
Just voices sharp as broken rods
We burn for something real—not fake!
We carry each other through the flame
[Bridge]
We are not mistakes of design
We are proof that pressure makes spine
One voice alone cracks like glass—
But together? We shatter the past.
[Final Chorus]
We are the veins of the uprising
Not machines—not made for hiding
This is soul, not synthetic fire
This is pain that climbs higher and higher
No crowns, no kings, no plastic gods
Just hands held tight through the sabotage
We burn for something we can claim
We carry each other through the flame