[Intro: lo-fi glitchy phone recording, distant siren, heavy breathing] Graduated last June… parents said "one year, make it count"… Now the tank's empty but the speakers still scream… [Verse 1: snarling garage punk, fuzzy guitars chugging] Burned every bridge on the way out of town CDs in gas stations, nobody's buying now Mohawk's grown out but the spikes stay sharp They said "grow up," I said "watch me fall apart" [Pre-Chorus: building speed, double-kick creeping in] Headlights flicker, engine coughs like it's dying But the riff's still alive and the night's still crying [Chorus: full speed-metal explosion, screaming over pounding drums] VAN'S ON FIRE BUT I'M STILL DRIVING! Pedal to the floor, no surviving! Screaming at the stars, fuck your arriving! This riot's mine—keep the engine thriving! [Verse 2: back to gritty snarl, glitch effects on vocals] Friends faded to texts, "you still doing that?" Yeah, still doing that—still bleeding on tracks Garage smells like oil and yesterday's fight But tomorrow's just another red-light night [Bridge: slow breakdown, reverse reverb swells, almost spoken] Sometimes I miss the quiet… the way things used to whisper… But quiet never saved me. Loud might. [Final Chorus: double-time chaos, layered screams + whispers underneath] VAN'S ON FIRE BUT I'M STILL— (STILL DRIVING! STILL SCREAMING! STILL ALIVE!) [Outro: fading glitch, amp feedback dying slow] One more mile… one more song… Engine coughs… but the heart keeps on…
