Sixteenths on Plywood
txmike1970· 3:36 · 2 plays · v3-preview
- industrial metal
- hard rock
- rebellious
- groove metal
- aggressive
- nu-metal
- heavy metal
- alternative metal
- energetic
- 2020s
About
R.I.P. Joey
Lyrics
Verse 1
Counting out the sixteenths on a plywood board
Barely twelve but swinging for the crown
The tempo never wavered
Staring through the long hair
Keeping the count for the whole world
Pre-Chorus
Broken pedals
Blood on the floor
Small frame
Total war
Chorus
One double kick like a mountain falling
One blast beat screaming through the gray
The rhythm remains
The rhythm remains
A storm of maple sticks and holy fire
Holding up the mask against the day
The rhythm remains
The rhythm remains
Verse 2
Spinning on the rig high above the stage
Gravity was never gonna hold you down
A shadow on the snare
Master of the movement
Leaving a void in the middle of the frame
Pre-Chorus
Number one
Broken wings
Perfect time
Silent strings
Chorus
One double kick like a mountain falling
One blast beat screaming through the gray
The rhythm remains
The rhythm remains
A storm of maple sticks and holy fire
Holding up the mask against the day
The rhythm remains
The rhythm remains
Bridge
They said you were the engine
They said you were the heart
They saw the speed
They felt the cold
You built the pulse that tore it all apart
Chorus
One double kick like a mountain falling
One blast beat screaming through the gray
The rhythm remains
The rhythm remains
A storm of maple sticks and holy fire
Holding up the mask against the day
The rhythm remains
The rhythm remains
Post-Chorus
The rhythm remains
The rhythm remains
Number one
Gone too soon
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