Lyrics

Lyrics & Music:   Mikaela Hammarström

(Verse 1)
Hit the road, no place to roam,
Nights like fire, far from home.
Streets are wired to explode,
Chaos rides the thunder road.
We hit the stage, the crowd’s alive,
But lightning strikes when we arrive,

(Pre-Chorus 1)
Disaster’s part of every show,
This madness all we’ll ever know,

(Chorus)
Chronicle tragedy, it’s written in our veins,
We wear our chaos like a runaway train,
Jimi lit the fire, left the stage burned,
Left us ashes and lessons learned.
Chronicle tragedy — carved in the flame
We tore every chord ’til it cried out our name
Like Moon with the drums and Bon with the grin,
We roll into town like original sin.

(Verse 2)
Flames lick the necks, and crowd goes wild,
Living like the reckless child.
Another round!” the singer calls,
Guitars crash as the curtain falls,
Drunk on fire, drunk on pain,
We break the rules, we break the chain,

(Pre-Chorus 2)
Crowd’s on fire, the chaos grows, 
This is the life we chose

(Chorus)
Chronicle tragedy, it’s carved in our bones,
Screaming through cities like rolling stones,
No rules, no fear, just gasoline,
We're writing our fate in the in-between.
Chronicle tragedy — carved in the flame
We tore every chord ’til it cried out our name
Like Moon with the drums and Lemmy with smoke
We cracked every note like a whip ’til it broke

(Bridge)
No chains, no fear, we own the night,
We burn too fast, but burn so bright!
If you think you’re a rock star,
you gotta live like one,
Play it loud, live fast, and never run.

(Final Chorus / Outro)
Chronicle tragedy, it’s inked in our skin,
We lose, we laugh, we dive right in,
No chains, no rulers, we take our stand
Just burned-out chords from a wrecking band.
Chronicle tragedy — carved in the sound
We tore every chord ’til the silence drowned
Like Moon with the drums and Iggy in flames,
We riot the stage and forget our names.