Backpack - NeoMetal - StereoType

Описание: Written by me. Music'd by Suno.

Lyrics.

Backpack...

I got my Backpack

backpack...

"I got my backpack, as I'm walking through Hell"

[instrumental]

Armed with metal and pride.
No army by my side.
I walk alone
through hostile streets.

Their playground lawless.
the reckoning call.

"I got my backpack, and I'm walking tall - Hell"
[break]
I carried what they mocked,
Held tight to what they threw.
Turned scraps into a symbol,
Made blades out of bruises I outgrew.

I got my Backpack
I got my Backpack

They wanted me in pieces,
I gathered them as proof.
My relic of becoming,
My quiet, sharpened truth.

I got my Backpack

While the whispers echoed.
I cut my path.
Through their concrete halls.
Through their social math.

"I got my backpack, as I'm walking through Hell"

One child against the world.
Are you ready for the fallout
Are you ready for the fallout

"I got my backpack, as I'm walking through Hell"

I got my backpack

I got my backpack

Armed with metal and pride.
They sneer and hide...
Cowards of hypocrisy

Needing the truth, to bend around me.

Their lies and abuse -
All that's seen

But in my bag
Of tricks - they don't see.
Where I keep my sense.
Why they can't bother me.

Petty children.
Childish games.
Turning truth on it's head.
And spinning names.

"I got my backpack, as I'm walking through Hell"

"I got my backpack, as I'm walking through Hell"