
Seventh Grade Glow
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- 2020s
- dance pop
- glitch pop
- alt-pop
- bittersweet
- female vocalist
- indie pop
Lyrics
Verse 1
Last bell ringing, windows down, we’re flying out the gate,
Seventh grade memories spinning, yeah we stayed up late.
Mrs. Hutchins taught us history, stories burning bright,
Mrs. Martin made the pages feel electric every night.
Mr. Boykin in the science lab, sparks up in the air,
Mrs. Hawkins saying “solve it,” like we didn’t have a care.
Emma riding shotgun, laughing all the way,
We made it through the chaos and we’re dancing into May.
Pre-Chorus
Running through the hallways, sneakers on the floor,
Every little moment made us want a little more.
Hands up to the ceiling, singing way too loud,
We were just kids trying to figure ourselves out.
Chorus
Oh-oh, seventh grade glow, neon in the sky,
Heartbeats like a drumline, summer coming fast tonight.
Coach Wood, Coach Boyd, pushing us to run,
Now we’re screaming out the lyrics like we already won.
Oh-oh, we’ll remember every spark,
Turning all the school lights into fireworks in the dark.
Emma by my side, yeah we made it through the storm,
Now we’re driving toward forever with the speakers blowing warm.
Verse 2
Mrs. Hollingsworth showed us how to keep our balance right,
Mrs. Loft talking finance, building futures overnight.
Mrs. Betts with the paintbrush, colors on our hands,
Mrs. Manon saying “dream big,” now we finally understand.
Mr. Brooks in leadership, teaching us to stand tall,
Every awkward little moment didn’t matter after all.
Lockers slam like drumbeats, echoes in the hall,
One more year behind us and we’re ready for it all.
Bridge
Flashlights, phone lights, everybody singing loud,
Young enough to feel invincible inside the crowd.
No rewind, no regrets, let the memories stay,
Seventh grade forever in a polaroid frame.
(Final Chorus)
Oh-oh, seventh grade glow, racing through the night,
Every classroom memory shining like the city lights.
Hands high, hearts wild, summer at the door,
We’re not the same kids that we were before.
Oh-oh, hear the whole crowd roar,
Turning every goodbye into something worth fighting for.
Emma by my side, yeah we made it through it all,
Now the future’s calling louder than the echoes in the hall.
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