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Boots on
concrete, teeth on wire We came hungry,
we
came higher
I cut my name in the back of the night Black boots
bite and the floor bites back She says move,
so the walls get tight No clean halo,
just a match to strike
Count it off, count it rude
All my girls
in heavy shoes
If they push, we push through
One more breath
and then we move
Hard groove, heavy crown
We don't slow, we tear it down Bass in the ribs,
fists in the sound Women up front,
no backing down Hard groove,
heavy crown
Chain link rattles with every step Red lip split with a crooked
grin No velvet rope,
no fake respect We kick the locked door in
No kings
No cage
No fear
Our stage
Hard groove, heavy crown
We don't slow, we tear it down Bass in the ribs,
fists in the sound Women up front,
no backing down Hard groove,
heavy crown
We own the ground
Boots still ringing when the room goes cold
Tell them who led it
Tell them who holds