jumping off this cliff into a dream
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strum these chords so hard i'm snapping strings
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chuggachunk fifth and metal riffs
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rockin so hard we're breakin hips
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but now its up to us to be the change
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and single handedly redeem the scene
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stages are for bands
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and catwalks are for models
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how'd we ever get these two confused
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put your girlfriend's pants
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right back where you got them
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i hate to be the one to break the news
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but rock and roll was never meant for you
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throw your fist up high then pull it down
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throw us out if we're not underground
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watching these bands blow up and out
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headed up north just to make it south
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so now its up to us to be the voice
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of giving every fan another choice
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i wanna look into your eyes and not just see the dollars signs
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i want a tiny glimpse into your soul
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the songs that my band loves to sing
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are not just songs for marketing
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they belong to you to love and hold
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Redeem The Scene
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| Eleventyseven |
