Rockergirl

In the neon haze where the shadows blend, I plug in my guitar, let the battle commence, While the sellouts chase the corporate trend, I play for the hearts, not the expense. I’m a rockergirl, in the heart of Night City, Changing minds with a riff, turning pain into gritty, Playing dark clubs, where the air is thick, Rebelling against megacorps, no profit stick. They sold their souls for a platinum track, But I hit the stage, with the truth on my back, In the clubs where the neon cracks, I pour my soul into each attack. With a six-string anthem, I ignite the fight, In the underground, beneath the corporate might, From the dark side of town, I blaze the night, For the love of music, for what’s right. I’m a rockergirl, in the heart of Night City, Changing minds with a riff, turning pain into gritty, Playing dark clubs, where the air is thick, Rebelling against megacorps, no profit stick. So here’s to the rebels, who stand and scream, Against the corporate empire, we keep the dream, In the underbelly of Night City’s gleam, We play for the love, not for the cream.