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Woke up with a riot pounding in my skull,

Empty bottles singing like a church bell dull.

Checked my phone — bad news, same old spin,

Another broken promise from the suits we’re living in.

I drag my boots through the fallout dust,

We trusted every liar ‘cause they told us we must.

But I’m done playing quiet, done staying small,

If they want another puppet, they can steal another soul.

Gimme Gimme Gimme a coffee after the binge,

Burn my throat, push me back from the edge.

Gimme Gimme Gimme a coffee after the binge,

I won’t bow, I won’t crawl, I won’t beg for a thing —

Gimme Gimme Gimme a coffee after the binge,

I’m waking up swinging, yeah, I’m breaking the hinge.

This is my morning hymn:

Coffee after the binge.

Step outside, city’s got a bruise-colored grin,

Billboards preaching purity from corporations’ sin.

Every rule’s a joke written by the rich for the rich,

And we’re all just spark plugs in their big dead switch.

But I’m sick of their sermons, sick of their tone,

I’ll build my own kingdom outta caffeine and bones.

Yeah, I’ll spit in the gears, bring the dead to their feet,

If the world wants chaos — fine, I’ll turn up the heat.

Gimme Gimme Gimme a coffee after the binge,

Burn my throat, push me back from the edge.

Gimme Gimme Gimme a coffee after the binge,

I won’t bow, I won’t crawl, I won’t beg for a thing —

Gimme Gimme Gimme a coffee after the binge,

I’m waking up swinging, yeah, I’m breaking the hinge.

This is my morning hymn:

Coffee after the binge.

Oh, they say “calm down, son, be a good machine,”

But the good die quiet and the loud get seen.

So I’ll raise my cup high, toast the beautiful fringe —

The sinners, the dreamers, the ones who unhinge.

No remorse for the nights I can barely recall,

If the world’s gonna burn, I’m not dying at all.

I’ll be laughing with the misfits on the front-row fringe —

Wide awake, wide alive…

Coffee after the binge.

Gimme Gimme Gimme a coffee after the binge,

Shock my heart, pull me out of the wreckage.

Gimme Gimme Gimme a coffee after the binge,

I won’t bow, I won’t crawl, I won’t break or binge —

Gimme Gimme Gimme a coffee after the binge,

I’m waking up fighting, yeah, I’m kicking the hinge.

This is my rebel hymn:

Coffee after the binge.