[02:14.0](Verse 1)
[02:14.0]In the tunnels and alleyways, where shadows dance and play,
[02:14.0]The graffiti symphony, a vibrant array.
[02:14.0]From tags and throw-ups, to murals so grand,
[02:14.0]A symphony of colours, across the land.
[02:14.0](Chorus)
[02:14.0]The graffiti symphony, a melody of the streets,
[02:14.0]Where art and rebellion, joyfully meet.
[02:14.0]With every spray can hiss, and every marker's stroke,
[02:14.0]A message of defiance, that will never be broke.
[02:14.0](Verse 2)
[02:14.0]From political statements, to personal expression,
[02:14.0]The graffiti symphony, a powerful confession.
[02:14.0]It speaks of the struggles, and the joys of life,
[02:14.0]A raw and honest portrayal, of the human strife.
[02:14.0](Chorus)
[02:14.0]The graffiti symphony, a melody of the streets,
[02:14.0]Where art and rebellion, joyfully meet.
[02:14.0]With every spray can hiss, and every marker's stroke,
[02:14.0]A message of defiance, that will never be broke.
[02:14.0](Bridge)
[02:14.0]The graffiti symphony, a constantly evolving art,
[02:14.0]A reflection of the times, a beating heart.
[02:14.0]It challenges the norm, and sparks a debate,
[02:14.0]A visual language, that we cannot abate.
[02:14.0](Chorus)
[02:14.0]The graffiti symphony, a melody of the streets,
[02:14.0]Where art and rebellion, joyfully meet.
[02:14.0]With every spray can hiss, and every marker's stroke,
[02:14.0]A message of defiance, that will never be broke.