[Verse] Snip snap, mirror cracks, what the hell did I pay for? Chop-chop, off the top, looking rough like a street war. Sideburns wild, like I lost a bet to a chainsaw, Laugh it off, no time to sweat, gotta roll before the door. [Pre-Chorus] Ripped out roots in a rebel fight, This mess is mine, gonna own the night. [Chorus] Cut it wrong, but I’m still strong, Laugh it loud, I’m where I belong. Messy crown, won’t bring me down, Gritty grin, king without a throne! [Verse] Flashin’ lights, neon fights, the city smells like danger, Crowds rush past, none can ask, ‘cause I’m my own stranger. Date’s waiting, heart is racing, but I’m rocking this disaster, Bad cut, bold strut—who says rough can’t be master? [Pre-Chorus] Torn edges and a crooked line, I make my flaws my battle sign. [Chorus] Cut it wrong, but I’m still strong, Laugh it loud, I’m where I belong. Messy crown, won’t bring me down, Gritty grin, king without a throne! [Bridge] Shout it out, it’s a brand new brand, No perfect style, just a rebel’s stand. Laugh in the face of the mirror’s lie, Bad haircut, but my soul’s flying high! [Chorus] Cut it wrong, but I’m still strong, Laugh it loud, I’m where I belong. Messy crown, won’t bring me down, Gritty grin, king without a throne! [Outro] Laugh it up, laugh it up, Bad cut, but I’m tough enough. Laugh it up, laugh it up, King of the night, rough and rough!