Lyric

Grey days blinking like a loading sign

Heartbeats tripping on the same fault line

Every promise felt like fragile glass

Every sunrise came and faded fast

I’ve been running down a one-way stair

Thinking no one even knew I’m there

But in the static of the city glow

I caught an echo telling me to go

Every shutdown taught me how to start

Every fracture mapped across my heart

All the failures screaming in my chest

Turn to engines driving me to this

Raise your hands for the overthrown

All the nights we felt we stood alone

We are sparks in a world gone dark

Drawing thunder with a beating heart

In this stadium made of scars

We turn every damage into stars

When the weight is too much to hold

We sing out, we won’t let go

Oh–oh–oh, we don’t break, we restart

Oh–oh–oh, feel the lift of our hearts

Oh–oh–oh, every bruise is our mark

In this stadium made of scars

Streetlights painting lines across our skin

Every setback where the songs begin

All the “no”s we took along the way

Turned to ammo for a brighter day

Tired faces in the subway glass

Look like fighters hiding under masks

If you’re breathing, then you still can choose

Take the cracks and pour the light right through

Every breakdown shaking in our bones

Writes a map that leads us back to home

We’ve been living underneath the strain

Now we’re stepping through the heavy rain

Raise your hands for the overthrown

All the times they tried to turn us stone

We are sparks carving through the dark

Setting fire to every doubt and scar

In this stadium made of scars

We turn every damage into stars

When the weight is too much to hold

We sing out, we won’t let go

Oh–oh–oh, we don’t bend, we ascend

Oh–oh–oh, standing ‘til the very end

Oh–oh–oh, every tear is a spark

In this stadium made of scars

Soft keys falling like a second chance

Broken notes learning how to dance

Silent prayers hanging in the air

Turn to choirs saying “you’re still there”

I see battles written in your eyes

But your breathing means you still can rise

Stay with me when everything is hard

We’ll rebuild it all from every shard

Last time, no chains on our names

We are running through the burning frame

Every stumble, every failing grade

Is the armor that we’ve always made

In this stadium made of scars

We’re the floodlights blazing over dark

When the world feels heavy, cold, and closed

We stand up and scream, we won’t let go

Oh–oh–oh, shout it straight to the sky

Oh–oh–oh, we were made to survive

Oh–oh–oh, every wound, every mark

Built this stadium made of scars