Blindside

We hold our flag high with blisters on our hands
We scream our lungs out
Words we don't understand
Hey radio did you play my song?
Did you say my name?
I couldn't hear I might be wrong
I could be wrong
And still we're turning it up
I'll give everything I have and more
To the monster on the radio
A star shines brighter than before
When you're a monster on the radio
And I scream and I fight
and they chew and they spit me out
I'll give everything I have and more
To be a monster on the radio
Frequency unclear
Do I hear myself through the static and noise?
My heart is still beating
But I can't hear it over the sound of my own voice
This is my own voice
And still I'm turning it up