[Intro — guitarra distorcida, bateria explosiva\]
Hey! Hey! Who gave you the crown? Hey! Hey! We're gonna burn it down!
\[Verse 1\]
You want me quiet, you want me sweet, A pretty little shadow at your feet. You built your kingdom on our pain, Now hear the thunder, feel the rain!
You call me crazy, call me a threat, I'm the loudest thing you can't forget. Your perfect world is built on lies, Watch me spit fire into your eyes!
\[Pre-Chorus — voz crescente\]
No more silence! No more shame! You made the rules, We'll wreck your game!
\[Chorus — gritado, repetitivo, visceral\]
love, my love, I am your somber canary MY mission in life, is to see you die, baby love, my love, I am your somber canary MY mission in life, is to see you die, baby MY mission in life, is to see you die, baby
run, love run, go! go!
run, love run, go! go!
\[Verse 2\]
Lipstick bleeding, boots on the floor, You don't own us anymore. Every girl you tried to break Is a revolution you can't escape!
We are the noise, we are the rage, Ripping your name off the history page. No prince, no savior, no permission, Our anger is a fucking revolution!
\[Pre-Chorus — vozes femininas em uníssono\]
No more silence! No more shame! You made the rules, We'll wreck your game!
\[Chorus — mais rápido, bateria furiosa\]
love, my love, I am your somber canary MY mission in life, is to see you die, baby love, my love, I am your somber canary MY mission in life, is to see you die, baby MY mission in life, is to see you die, baby
run, love run, go! go!
run, love run, go! go!
\[Bridge — instrumental para, voz crua\]
You called us weak! WE BECAME THE STORM! You wanted dolls! WE WON'T CONFORM!
Your power is borrowed! Your empire is hollow! WE WON'T OBEY! WE WON'T SWALLOW!
\[Final Chorus — gritos, distorção no limite\]
love, my love, I am your somber canary MY mission in life, is to see you die, baby love, my love, I am your somber canary MY mission in life, is to see you die, baby MY mission in life, is to see you die, baby
run, love run, go! go!
run, love run, go! go!
\[Outro — gritado, seco\]
NO GODS! NO MASTERS! NO MORE PRETTY LITTLE DISASTERS!
HEY! HEY! WE'RE STILL HERE! HEY! HEY! WE ARE THE FEAR!