VERSE 1
You thought your storm would break me down.
You thought you owned this empty town.
You yell like thunder in the dark.
But you can't crush my inner spark.
PRE-CHORUS
Pack your bags. Walk away.
I am done with games you play.
Hear that rumble? Watch me run.
Your control is finally done.
CHORUS
Go ahead and walk out. Do what you do.
I am a storm, and I don't need you!
You thought your games would pull me under,
But I am done chasing your thunder!
No chasing your thunder...
No chasing your thunder...
No more... oh... no more... oh... no more... oh
VERSE 2
You said I'm nothing on my own.
Left me bleeding and alone.
But look at me now, standing tall.
Watch your fake empire fall.
Thunder
© Copyright: Георгий Тамсер, 2026
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