Beautiful Disaster☄️Uplifting Metal Song (Dance a Little Faster)

Beautiful Disaster Lyrics: Everybody's selling heaven from a folding plastic chair With a perfect little smile and a rehearsed thousand-yard stare They're passing out directions while they're lost inside the maze Building golden monuments from borrowed yesterdays The city's running on applause The lights are bright enough to blind We're all dressed up for the ending And pretending that it's fine So strike the match Watch the colors run If everything's a performance Let's give them one Whoa-oh-oh! Raise your glass to the beautiful disaster Whoa-oh-oh! Dance a little faster If the world is coming loose tonight Then let it come apart We'll sing louder than the sirens With our broken little hearts Whoa-oh-oh! We're the sparks they couldn't smother Whoa-oh-oh! Running wild into the thunder No saints No kings No promises to save us Just us Alive And that's enough to shake the ground The prophets on the billboards keep changing every week Another shiny revolution Another truth too cheap to keep I stopped looking for a hero When I learned they're made of dust The difference between an angel and a liar Is usually timing and luck And everybody loves a savior Until the halo starts to crack Then they cheer for someone else And never bother looking back So ring the bells Let the curtains fall We're done waiting for permission To be anything at all Whoa-oh-oh! Raise your glass to the beautiful disaster Whoa-oh-oh! Dance a little faster If the world is coming loose tonight Then let it come apart We'll sing louder than the sirens With our broken little hearts Whoa-oh-oh! We're the sparks they couldn't smother Whoa-oh-oh! Running wild into the thunder No saints No kings No promises to save us Just us Alive And that's enough to shake the ground Maybe nothing lasts forever Maybe that's the point Maybe every shattered dream Becomes a different voice Maybe freedom isn't flying Maybe freedom is the fall Laughing while the sky comes down And still refusing to crawl Hey! Hey! Hey! Whoa-oh-oh! Here's to all the former believers Whoa-oh-oh! All the dreamers and deceivers If tomorrow turns to smoke and ash We'll turn it into art We'll carve our names into the echoes Of the engines in the dark Whoa-oh-oh! Let the whole damn city hear us Whoa-oh-oh! Even fear could never steer us No gods No fate No hand above to guide us Just fire in our lungs And enough hope to start a riot The lights go out The crowd still sings And for a moment Everything means something. #epicmusic #metal #rock #uplifting #epicmetal