Smoke on the strings, I breathe it in Calloused hands and a reckless grin Scars on the fretboard, stories untold Every cut sings louder than gold Hold your ground when the thunder calls We don’t break, we bleed and brawl Turn it loud make it real Feel the burn, the crowd, the steel Every heartbeat hits like a drum We’re alive and we won’t come undone Echoes of yesterday begging for more Strings bite back, rhythm takes hold The night’s on fire, the story unfolds Turn it loud make it real Feel the burn, the crowd, the steel Every heartbeat hits like a drum We’re alive and we won’t come undone [Katana~Buck © 2026]
