[Verse] Boxed up in a thrift store dive, Dusty corners where old ghosts hide, Cracked plastic, faded label's lie, Spinning back my youth, no alibi. [Pre-Chorus] Needle drops, it cuts the night, Rough and raw, we steal the fight, Broken chords and half-lit sparks, Lost our names inside these marks. [Chorus] Hey! Found my demo tape, Scratchin’ through the static scrape, Voices howl, we won’t erase, Streetwise scars, we own this place. Hey! Hear the diesel roar, Punk’s alive in this old store, Trash to treasure, time’s escape, Burn it loud—my demo tape! [Verse] Jacked-up amps and busted strings, Echo fights and rebel kings, Cranked the sound, we owned the streets, Now these beats make heartbeats meet. [Pre-Chorus] Needle drops, it cuts the night, Rough and raw, we steal the fight, Broken chords and half-lit sparks, Lost our names inside these marks. [Chorus] Hey! Found my demo tape, Scratchin’ through the static scrape, Voices howl, we won’t erase, Streetwise scars, we own this place. Hey! Hear the diesel roar, Punk’s alive in this old store, Trash to treasure, time’s escape, Burn it loud—my demo tape! [Bridge] Cracked voices crack the dawn, Torn-out pages, but we’re not gone, Spin it fast, rewind the pain, Broken hearts, but wired to flame. [Chorus] Hey! Found my demo tape, Scratchin’ through the static scrape, Voices howl, we won’t erase, Streetwise scars, we own this place. Hey! Hear the diesel roar, Punk’s alive in this old store, Trash to treasure, time’s escape, Burn it loud—my demo tape! [Outro] Burn it loud, burn it loud, Demo tape, we’re proud, Never lost, just misplaced, Streetwise fire, raw embrace.