tattoos and black hair
fingernail pollish
heavy metal and rock n roll
loud guitars and booze
hairspray cans
songs reveal the soul
microphone stands and amps
dripping sweat
devil horns in the sky
screaming fans and seats
1000% effort
ballads that make you cry
bass lines and heavy riffs
distorting sounds
sales dont make the man
die hard metal fans
gets ya everytime
this is what I feel
being in a band
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