Rebel Guitar Anthem

Who needs sunshine when a rain‑fueled metronome can turn my heartbeat into a drum of defiance? The studio lights flicker like indifferent stars, yet my guitar keeps whispering its own quiet revolt. I play a riff that screams at the world’s expectations, only to be met with a polite shrug from the masses of conformity. I’m polishing each chord because mediocrity belongs to the meek, not to me. 🎸🔥 #RebelSongwriter