Freshman Year Lyrics

We were feeling it

Long time looking for it

So far away with our homes

So close with beating souls

Wandering round

Floating with crowd

Finally hot January day came

Like that we started the game

At the end of the road with many turns

There's a sound that brightly burns

Coming out our lounges as we start the show

Rising pulse when bit drops low

At the end of the road with many turns

There's a sound that brightly burns

Coming out our lounges as we start the show

Rising pulse when bit drops low

In the room of lights

Spent mornings and nights

To give what's in our hearts

And blowing the rooftop apart

Till first rocking outside

And first on-us light

Started it so loud and clear

That we really want them to hear

(That)

We've got our own way of livin'

The way of fame is still teasin'

We've got our own idea of dreamin'

We don't need you or anyone leadin'

Only thing we need is a clear mind

Everything else work out and find

We'll take our sound and go up the stairs

The whole crowd shouts and stares,

Sayin'

At the end of the road with many turns

There's a sound that brightly burns

Coming out our lounges as we start the show

Rising pulse when bit drops low

At the end of the road with many turns

There's a sound that brightly burns

Coming out our lounges as we start the show

Rising pulse when bit drops low

Rising pulse when bit drops low