Under the Neon Sky
The world is bright
Oh yes it feels so right
We have to fight
Four our right to individualaity
Because conformity is just a formality
But your individuality is only your reality
Take that portrait and paint it
Make it bright make it feel right
The sky we gaze at cant always be night
You have to bring in the light
You have to fight
Because if your dont fight
You give up your right
And your sky can only be night
Those colors you dream
Theyre more then they seem
They make up your team
Your team is your power
At every waking hour
Dont let that go sour
Dont let this be your final hour
Stand free underneith your neon sky
And write yourself into history
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