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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Engine growls, it’s a midnight scream,
Thirty tons of steel chasing a dying dream.
Oilfield dust coats my boots and my soul,
Miles to go, just a rig to console.
[Prechorus]
Red-eyed drivers, shadows on the road,
No names, no faces, just another load.
[Chorus]
Nobody cares if you’re runnin’ on fumes,
Nobody asks if the silence consumes.
Out here it’s spite and the devil’s own muse,
Welcome to the long haul blues.
[Verse 2]
Lot lizards prowl by the neon haze,
Trading hours of shame for a handful of pay.
The coffee’s burnt, the energy drinks sour,
But I’ve still got three hundred more miles this hour.
[Prechorus]
The sun don’t rise, it just burns through the fog,
And every mile feels like a chained-up dog.
[Chorus]
Nobody cares if you’re runnin’ on fumes,
Nobody asks if the silence consumes.
Out here it’s spite and the devil’s own muse,
Welcome to the long haul blues.
Details
GeneratedDec 1, 2025
Duration2:59
LanguageEnglish
Style
sleep, country, dark, electric with gritty acoustic undertones; male vocals; heavy percussion and twangy electric guitar to evoke tension and raw emotion, driving
Credits
Prompt byMysticalKernel882
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Angry country dark savage spiteful sounding music. Oilfield trucking lot lizards energy drinks long hours no sleep nobody cares about you
