Pressure building, hearts on fire,
Bust the chains, hear the rising choir.
They say to sit, to fit into their mold,
But our spirit's wild, it can't be controlled.
Skanking through the city, people in despair,
The music's our weapon, let it fill the air.
Got an axe to grind, got a fire to start,
They feed us lies, we're tearing 'em apart.
Chain us down with paper and steel,
But we're breaking free, yeah, we're making it real.
Axe and grind, we're here to fight,
Dance till dawn, through the night.
Ain't no chains gonna hold us back,
We're cutting loose with the horns and the crack.
They keep us down, put us in our place,
Another suit telling us we're a waste.
But we're the fire, we're the spark,
We're the ones left out in the dark.
Axe and grind, we're here to fight,
Dance till dawn, through the night.
Ain't no chains gonna hold us back,
We're cutting loose with the horns and the crack.
They'll try to drown us out,
But we'll scream and shout.
No one's backing down,
Till we burn it all out.
They profit off of struggle, feed on despair,
But we got the rhythm and we got the flair.
Every step we take, every note we play,
Is a punch in the gut to the powers that sway.
Axe and grind, we're here to fight,
Dance till dawn, through the night.
Ain't no chains gonna hold us back,
We're cutting loose with the horns and the crack.
Raise your voice, raise it loud,
Together we're the rebel crowd.
Stand strong, hearts aligned,
Marching forward with an axe to grind.
Raise your voice, raise it loud,
Together we're the rebel crowd.
Stand strong, hearts aligned,
Marching forward with an axe to grind.
Raise your voice, raise it loud,
Together we're the rebel crowd.
Stand strong, hearts aligned,
Marching forward with an axe to grind
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Bowandarrow91 - Rebel Anthem Lyrics
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English
Pressure building, hearts on fire,
Bust the chains, hear the rising choir.
They say to sit, to fit into their mold,
But our spirit's wild, it can't be controlled.
Skanking through the city, people in despair,
The music's our weapon, let it fill the air.
Got an axe to grind, got a fire to start,
They feed us lies, we're tearing 'em apart.
Chain us down with paper and steel,
But we're breaking free, yeah, we're making it real.
Axe and grind, we're here to fight,
Dance till dawn, through the night.
Ain't no chains gonna hold us back,
We're cutting loose with the horns and the crack.
They keep us down, put us in our place,
Another suit telling us we're a waste.
But we're the fire, we're the spark,
We're the ones left out in the dark.
Axe and grind, we're here to fight,
Dance till dawn, through the night.
Ain't no chains gonna hold us back,
We're cutting loose with the horns and the crack.
They'll try to drown us out,
But we'll scream and shout.
No one's backing down,
Till we burn it all out.
They profit off of struggle, feed on despair,
But we got the rhythm and we got the flair.
Every step we take, every note we play,
Is a punch in the gut to the powers that sway.
Axe and grind, we're here to fight,
Dance till dawn, through the night.
Ain't no chains gonna hold us back,
We're cutting loose with the horns and the crack.
Raise your voice, raise it loud,
Together we're the rebel crowd.
Stand strong, hearts aligned,
Marching forward with an axe to grind.
Raise your voice, raise it loud,
Together we're the rebel crowd.
Stand strong, hearts aligned,
Marching forward with an axe to grind.
Raise your voice, raise it loud,
Together we're the rebel crowd.
Stand strong, hearts aligned,
Marching forward with an axe to grind
Bust the chains, hear the rising choir.
They say to sit, to fit into their mold,
But our spirit's wild, it can't be controlled.
Skanking through the city, people in despair,
The music's our weapon, let it fill the air.
Got an axe to grind, got a fire to start,
They feed us lies, we're tearing 'em apart.
Chain us down with paper and steel,
But we're breaking free, yeah, we're making it real.
Axe and grind, we're here to fight,
Dance till dawn, through the night.
Ain't no chains gonna hold us back,
We're cutting loose with the horns and the crack.
They keep us down, put us in our place,
Another suit telling us we're a waste.
But we're the fire, we're the spark,
We're the ones left out in the dark.
Axe and grind, we're here to fight,
Dance till dawn, through the night.
Ain't no chains gonna hold us back,
We're cutting loose with the horns and the crack.
They'll try to drown us out,
But we'll scream and shout.
No one's backing down,
Till we burn it all out.
They profit off of struggle, feed on despair,
But we got the rhythm and we got the flair.
Every step we take, every note we play,
Is a punch in the gut to the powers that sway.
Axe and grind, we're here to fight,
Dance till dawn, through the night.
Ain't no chains gonna hold us back,
We're cutting loose with the horns and the crack.
Raise your voice, raise it loud,
Together we're the rebel crowd.
Stand strong, hearts aligned,
Marching forward with an axe to grind.
Raise your voice, raise it loud,
Together we're the rebel crowd.
Stand strong, hearts aligned,
Marching forward with an axe to grind.
Raise your voice, raise it loud,
Together we're the rebel crowd.
Stand strong, hearts aligned,
Marching forward with an axe to grind
Writer: George Fletcher
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid