You don't have a single advantage
Everyone is laughing saying you're not cut out for this,
Or have a bad taste
But who cares?
There's no need to be afraid
At the end you'll change 180 degrees with just one shot
And everyone will be cheering wildly
This game of identity musical chairs is long over
Yeah
And even if that doesn't do it
Grab the world by both legs
A bright red instinct and a sweating soul
Just the way you are, full of challenges
Penetrate through and scrape off the hate
No intention of faking composure
You burned emotions will HI-HEAT UP HI-HEAT UP
Grab hold of your ideals
A bright red instinct and a sweating soul
Who's left standing?
Nothing is for sure
"You're not cut out for this," "you've got no taste"
The historical stalkers say as they go berserk
A genius? A prodigy?
A once-in-a-generation phenomenon?
Sell off those cheap words
And see with your irreplaceable eyes
With fiery spirit, you're a wounded rock'n'roller
Yeah
Everyone derided you for your style
But you can redefine common sense
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A bright red instinct and a sweating soul
Just the way you are, with all your contrasts
Penetrate through and scrape off the hate
Seems stupid to gauge people's reactions
Stubborn battles are HI-HEAT UP HI-HEAT UP
Grappling like a demon
A bright red instinct and a sweating soul
Which one will bend the knee?
A bright red instinct and a sweating soul
Just the way you are, full of challenges
Penetrate through and scrape off the hate
No intention of faking composure
You burned emotions will HI-HEAT UP HI-HEAT UP
Grab hold of your ideals
A bright red instinct and a sweating soul
Who's left standing?
Who's left standing?