Tiny Room, Bigger Noise

[Intro – shouted] One, two—ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR! [Verse 1] The lights are buzzing like they’re ready to die, Ceilings dripping, someone elbows my side. Cheap beer perfume in the air tonight, And the crowd’s packed in like they’re welded tight. I tune my strings but they fight me back, Sweat runs down the cable of my beat-up jack. Someone screams my name like a battle cry— I grin, step forward, and let it fly. [Chorus] ’Cause we’re alive in this tiny room, Hearts beating louder than the kick drum’s boom. No space to breathe, but who needs air? We’ve got distortion cutting through the thick warm glare. Yeah, we’re alive—on a trembling stage, This little place can barely hold our rage. If the walls cave in, let them cave in twice— We’re tiny room chaos. We’re bigger noise. [Verse 2] The mic tastes metal, sparks bite my lips, Kids up front already losing their grip. Bass line punches like a riot inside, Drummer’s arms swinging like he’ll never survive. Guitar squeals feedback like a creature born, The whole floor moves like a wave in a storm. Someone crowd-surfs on a sea of hands— Man, this is church for the lost and the damned. [Chorus] ’Cause we’re alive in this tiny room, Hearts beating louder than the kick drum’s boom. No space to breathe, but who needs air? We’ve got distortion cutting through the thick warm glare. Yeah, we’re alive—on a trembling stage, This little place can barely hold our rage. If the walls cave in, let them cave in twice— We’re tiny room chaos. We’re bigger noise. [Bridge – spoken/screamed] Turn the amps past red— Let the ceiling shake. If this whole room breaks apart, We’ll scream through every quake. Raise your fists, Make the moment yours— Tonight we’re kings Of sticky floors! [Outro – sung/shouted] Lights burn out, but we’re burning more, Sweat-soaked freedom on a cracked old floor. Thank you, goodnight— But the echo stays— Tiny room, bigger noise, ’Til the end of days!