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Yeah, yeah, it’s that Southern smoke

Whole town know my name but don’t know the pain, uh

Robbie Taylor in the mirror with a crown made of flames

(Let’s ride)

I’m that mirror-checkin’, flexin’ fool, slick hair and a crooked smile

Promised her the whole damn world, but I was cheatin’ all the while

Pockets fat, but my soul’s thin, ego tall like a pine tree

Told my son, “Be a man,” while I ran from who I need to be

Small-town king with a Chevy clean,

Talk sweet but my mind mean

Wasn’t love, it was routine—

Left ‘em cryin’ while I chased dreams

Big talk, gold watch, lies in my leather seat

Robbie Taylor, heartbreaker, mouth full of devil’s teeth

Robbie Taylor, born to shine,

But he took what’s his and left behind

Narcissist with a grin so wide,

He can’t see the mess he hide

Robbie Taylor, smooth with game,

Cheated love and dodged the blame

Wrote his story in flames and smoke—

Robbie Taylor, the joke he broke

Came up hard but I played it soft,

Gaslightin’ when I got caught

Lipstick stains on motel sheets,

Still said I loved you—what a crock

Sunday suit, but the devil’s son,

Never owned the damage done

Kids draw pictures of a ghost,

Daddy’s face they barely know

I was preachin’ like I’m righteous,

Feelin’ big, livin’ mindless

Told ‘em all to trust my fire—

But I burned bridges outta blindness

Robbie Taylor, born to shine,

But he took what’s his and left behind

Narcissist with a grin so wide,

He can’t see the mess he hide

Robbie Taylor, smooth with game,

Cheated love and dodged the blame

Wrote his story in flames and smoke—

Robbie Taylor, the joke he broke

Now the mirror’s crackin’ back,

That ego can’t dodge the facts

You can dress it up in gold and fame—

But pain still spells out your name… Robbie Taylor.