Bombshell Rocks

A boy grabs a bottle And another boy plays with powerful chords At full throttle Now what you gonna do

Monday mornin' wonderin' What's that little somethin' That's gonna solve it once

He's a smalltown rebel, one of the few true fighter souls. A concreat devil, always kicking and out of

Hostility, I feel it coming It's like a nation wide vigilance I've seen so many people running

If I give it all, things will remain Well, hard work is my middle name It's all I ever wanted Now

I creatively freestyle my way through the concrete I stick and move like boxers do Dance, Dance, Dance,

Man I got to tell you this feeling inside i get when, me and my boys are synchronized. Like a little

If this place lost its spirit, I wouldn't know what to do That's right, I wouldn't know what to do

See another day I try to kill the time But this time it stays alive You could say I'm a

He's the joker in the pack Wrecks the common track And leaves just unrecognition And he moves

There's a silent chaos I'm waiting for disorder but it's already here It's accelerating

He was one of the few true rebels, a small town bomber Drew his final tag and ran out of sight And he was no

Well, I'm stuck here between hope and frustration Keep getting thrown from side to side It's an

I went to your school of broken sense You showed me the door, I walked out by myself I came for the

I'm strolling in the old town I breathe the air of a different time When the city heart's still