Born Too Loud

Verse 1
Jukebox bleeding on a Friday night,
Cheap whiskey, neon light,
Ripped jeans, dreams held together with tape,
Mama said “boy, know your place.”
But the street kept calling my name,
Every no just fed the flame.

Pre-Chorus
Got a six-string slung low, heart on overload,
If this world’s a cage, I’m breaking the code.

Chorus
’Cause I was born too loud, too wild, too fast,
Middle finger up to the weight of the past,
We don’t fade out, we crash and burn proud,
Turn it up — yeah, I was born too loud!

Verse 2
Backroom smoke and a broken stage,
Sweat and blood on a rented rage,
Crowd jumps when the beat comes down,
We ain’t kings but we own this town.

Pre-Chorus
No halo, no place to hide,
Just raw truth and amplified pride.

Chorus
’Cause I was born too loud, too wild, too fast,
Living like every night’s our last,
We don’t back down, we shout it out,
Turn it up — yeah, I was born too loud!

Bridge
If I go down, I go in flames,
Carve my name in feedback chains,
No regrets, no slow goodbye,
We live, we scream, we never die!

Guitar Solo
(dirty blues bends into full-throttle rock mayhem)

Final Chorus
Yeah, we were born too loud, no control,
Rock ’n’ roll carved into our souls,
Let the walls shake, let the heavens shout,
Turn it up — we were born too loud!

Outro
When the amps go dead and the lights burn out,
They’ll still hear us…
Born. Too. Loud.

Rock ‘n’ roll, steel guitar, 160 BPM, male