[Intro]
[whisper-growled]
Turn it up
Turn it up again
Still not loud enough
(for the neighbors’ pain)
[Verse 1]
Leather pants, two sizes wrong
Stretched so tight, they sing along
Spikes and studs on every seam
Can’t sit down, but hey, we’re mean
Hair spray cloud, we cannot breathe
Bandana glued to sweaty sleeve
Tuning up for half the set
(play one chord, we’re legends yet)
[Chorus]
Nothing else shatters
Like my cheap guitar
Every single power chord
Loses one more bar
We scream about the darkness
Sleeping at my mom’s
Nothing else shatters
But my ego and my amps and my eardrums
[Verse 2]
Circle pit of four and a half
One guy tripped, the rest just laughed
Merch booth’s got one crumpled shirt
Handwash only, still it hurts
Pyro rig? It’s just a fan
Blowing in a frying pan
Fog machine from discount mart
Gave us all a coughing start (yeah)
[Chorus]
Nothing else shatters
Like our fearless pose
Posting in the mirror
With our laundry shows
We roar about rebellion
Back by ten for chores
Nothing else shatters
Like my credit card and broken bathroom doors
[Bridge]
[half-time, chanted]
We came to wreck the place
We came to melt your face
We came to…sorry, dude
We’re slightly over the noise complaints
[Chorus]
Nothing else shatters
Like these dreams of fame
Playing for the bartender
Who forgot our name
We swear we are the future
Of this metal scene
Nothing else shatters
Like my last string and my skinny‑jeans scream
[Outro]
[spoken, dramatic]
Thank you, parking lot
You’ve been a beautiful crowd
(Okay, dad, we’re done)