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by Cyber.ia (c) 2005
March 16, 2025 at 3:29 PMv4

Neon lights slice through shattered glass, Three-chord rebellion's my midnight mass. You're center stage in your filtered glow, While basement drums keep my soul's raw flow. Hey stranger, you pose – I make noise! These power chords crush your plastic poise! Want something real? Watch me set fire! Underground thunder, my heart's live wire! Empty streets and overdriven amps, Guitar feedback howls under dying lamps. Your message reads "Remember when?" But these strings scream truths you can't pretend. City walls echo my anthem now, Breaking chains, showing how Your world of pixels fades to ash While my power chords cut like a lash! Spray paint stories may wash away But these riffs burn through night and day So long, princess of the screen My punk rock heart bleeds fierce and clean! Hey stranger, you pose – I make noise! These power chords crush your plastic poise! Want something real? Watch me set fire! Underground thunder, my heart's live wire! Spray paint stories may wash away But these riffs burn through night and day So long, princess of the screen My punk rock heart bleeds fierce and clean!