Because Seven 8 Nine
Guess who's making the grade now!
We're not just static in your basement anymore!
This time I've got some things to say
and tonight you're gonna hear me out!
We've sat in the shadows for what seems like forever
I've dug a home in the undergound
Blank faces stare coldly down the alleys
But tonight we're headed to the main streets
Take up your voice with passion
Scream out in a hail of passages
The streets will glow tonight
And our points will echo down the valley
Demise has been seeping through the message
Of every clandestine line
The sickly chatter up a hailstorm
And I am hiding in the background
TURN IT UP! TURN IT UP! SO WE CAN TEAR THIS DOWN!
Clear the airwaves and take a deep breath
We're finally taking a stand
Clear the airwaves and take a deep breath
We're finally taking a stand
Clear the airwaves and take a deep breath
Tonight...TONIGHT!
Copyright © Myke Jones | Year Posted 2008
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