Dreaming big？ this song's for you... To live or die. Live or die. Ah, pride lost to time. Oh, like a stray dog circus. Zip ties on the workbench. A cracked phone screen with a dead contact list. We pull a map from under the sink, its edges frayed and stained. Fight harder! Keep the generator fed. Resist more and more! Get it now—Unending BUNKERZ drive! No fear. Just grit. Nothing left to lose. Ahhhhh To live or die. Live or die. Ah, days with no reward. Blasted away with no aim. Coffee gone cold in a paper cup. A bent keychain, a receipt, a rusted bolt. We sort through the drawer, the dust motes dancing in the dim light. Fight harder! Keep the generator fed. Resist more and more! Get it now—Unending BUNKERZ drive! No fear. Just grit. Nothing left to lose. To live or die. Live or die. Pushing us hard on the back. We just found it by chance. Boots by the door, still muddy from the lot. Someone laughs, then stops, like they heard a siren in the hall. For once, we don't flinch, just watch the shadows stretch and crawl. Fight harder! Keep the generator fed. Resist more and more! Get it now—Unending BUNKERZ drive! No fear. Just grit. Nothing left to lose. Ahhhhh Digital tattoos from long years ago. To live or die, to live or die. We believed opportunity could come someday. We are BUNKERZ, forever on the run. I wish you success.
