-cut through the city haze,
thats how we make our plays.
No more breaks, no time to sta-ay,
Chasing dreams, we find our wa-ay~
No one tells us where to go,
We’ the sparks that light the show.
Rebel hearts -never to meet,
Rebel hearts -born to bleed.
In echoes of our fight,
Stories rise'n challenge might.
Find truth in what we’ve sketched,
Rise and fall, with fists re-clenched.
Time spins in the city’s hum,
Against the stream, beat the drum.
Under lights and fading stars,
We dodge fate racing cars.
With a compass in our souls,
We defy the script we're told.
Under towers, shadows cease,
Find the spark that never sleeps.
In echoes of our fight,
Stories rise'n challenge might.
Find truth in what we’ve sketched,
Rise and fall, with fists re-clenched.
Dawn's light cuts through the noise,
We forge paths with rebel poise.
Through the night, our anthem roars,
In the chaos, we fight wars.
Footsteps quicken in the rain,
Every drop a note of pain.
Lightning cracks the darkened sky,
We press on, no time to cry.
Night whispers with stories bold,
We’ll rewrite the tales they told.
Echoes of the city’s voice,
Guide us to our daring choice.
City’s edge where paths unfold,
Threads of defiance, tales bold.
In the quiet, when lights sway,
We keep our cause and seize the day.
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