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[Intro]
[drums alone
Toms building]
Ba-da-da-da-da (hey!)
Heart in my throat
Ba-da-da-da-da
Here we go
[Verse 1]
Sweaty palms on the mic
I can taste the cheap stage smoke
Friends packed in the front
Laughing like this is a joke
Under flickering bar lights
Every eye’s a loaded gun
Clock hands crawling
To the count of one
[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve rehearsed this
In my bedroom a thousand times
But the room tilts
When the sound guy gives the sign
[Chorus]
Drum roll
Hit me like a tidal wave
Make my little life feel brave
Bang on every fear I hold
Drum roll
Shake the dust off all my doubt
Wake the quiet
Knock it out
Crash right through my scared and small
Drum roll
I want it all
[Verse 2]
Mom texted “good luck”
I said “yeah
I’ll be fine”
But my voice cracks in my head
On every line
Sweat stuck to my shirt
Set list taped to the floor
I can feel the future
Pounding at the door
[Pre-Chorus]
Then that look
From the band like “you alright?”
And the sticks rise
Like a storm about to strike
[Chorus]
Drum roll
Hit me like a tidal wave
Make my little life feel brave
Bang on every fear I hold
Drum roll
Shake the dust off all my doubt
Wake the quiet
Knock it out
Crash right through my scared and small
Drum roll
I want it all
[Bridge]
[everything drops
Floor tom pulse]
One breath
Two breath
Nerves buzz
Teeth set
This is the part
Before the leap
Where every promise
Starts to speak
[Chorus]
Drum roll
Hit me like a tidal wave
Make my little life feel brave
Bang on every fear I hold
Drum roll
Shake the dust off all my doubt
Wake the quiet
Knock it out
Crash right through my scared and small
Drum roll
I want it all
(yeah, I want it all)
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Explosive pop-punk energy: tight live kit with a cracking snare and tom fills, overdriven power chords, gritty bass locked to the kick. Male vocals with gang shouts on the hook. First verse rides half-time tension; chorus slams in double-time with open hats and octave guitars. Brief middle break for a massive floor-tom build into the final scream-along.