Punk in my lungs

[Verse 1 – chill funk groove, syncopated bass, clean guitar scratches] I walk the city like a question mark, Headphones on, but the world’s too loud, Every neon sign is a broken spark, Every passing face is another crowd. [Pre-Chorus – tighter riffs, drums kicking harder] I keep my cool, I keep my stance, But under my shoes there’s a restless dance— I’m smooth on the outside, chaos within, Ready to burn when the fire kicks in! [Chorus – fast punk, distorted guitars, gang shouts] Run, run, can’t slow me down! I’m the echo in the underground! Funk in my veins, punk in my lungs, Screamin’ my truth at the top of my tongue! [Verse 2 – back to funk groove, almost spoken delivery] The night’s a jukebox with a broken switch, One song stuck on a funky glitch. But I ride the groove like a runaway train, Smilin’ through static, dancin’ through pain. [Pre-Chorus – more tension, guitar stabs] Every shortcut’s just another delay, But I bend the rules in my own kind of way. A trickster beat, a misfit tone, I turn the noise into a microphone! [Chorus – punk energy, crowd chants layered] Run, run, can’t slow me down! I’m the echo in the underground! Funk in my veins, punk in my lungs, Screamin’ my truth at the top of my tongue! [Bridge – funky breakdown with slap bass + sudden speed-up] Groove it slow, Let the rhythm flow… (Drums build faster, guitar distortion creeps in) Then—explode, Lose control! [Final Chorus – fastest punk tempo, call-and-response shouts] RUN, RUN, FIRE IN MY EYES! CITY’S A CAGE, BUT I’LL NEVER COMPROMISE! FUNK IN MY VEINS, PUNK IN MY LUNGS, SCREAMIN’ MY TRUTH ‘TIL THE END HAS COME! [Outro – chill funk returns, playful bass lick, fading vocals] I walk the city like a question mark… But tonight the answer’s carved in sparks.