Make Or Break Me Kyle Park Lyrics:
We will struggle, through the months and the seasons,
Face uncertainty, where there’s no rhyme or reason.
We will march on; ride the rain and the thunder,
If we don’t move forward, then we will always wonder.
Get on down, the broken town,
The stale stench of our repetition,
It’s not too late to change.
Promise bliss, promise me this,
We’ll never stray from the goals we set,
Now it’s make or break!
We will strive on, face the wrath of the people,
Stop for no one, as the mob turns lethal,
Make our final stand, for what we believe in,
To live in static, is surely, the biggest sin!
Chorus
Make or Break!
Make or Break!
Ooooh!