Punk rock gives me energy.
I can feel it pulsing through my veins,
pushing me on.
The bass weaves itself in my hair,
the raw vocals burst golden,
like the sun's rays.
Punk rock gives me confidence.
I'm going to be ok.
At least that's what they say.
May 21, 2016
May 21, 2016 at 2:06 AM UTC
Punk rock gives me energy.
I can feel it pulsing through my veins,
pushing me on.
The bass weaves itself in my hair,
the raw vocals burst golden,
like the sun's rays.
Punk rock gives me confidence.
I'm going to be ok.
At least that's what they say.
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