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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
He was raised on rust and gravel
Hand-me-down boots
Busted gears
Built a frame from borrowed metal
Chased a future through the rearview mirror
[Chorus]
He came from dirt to daylight
Blood on his knuckles
Hope in his eyes
Every scar is a green light
He keeps on gunning through the slide
Dirt to daylight
He’s gonna ride
He’s gonna ride
[Verse 2]
Gas can rattling in the toolbox
Name stitched crooked on his sleeve
Sweat mixed in with engine runoff
He learned the hard way what to believe
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
He’s not asking for a favor
He’s not waiting on a sign
He just leans into the throttle
Leaves his losing days behind
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 3, 2026
Duration3:09
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Indie rock band with a dusty, driving groove; crunchy rhythm guitars and a jangly lead line over a steady mid-tempo beat. Verses stay tight and talky with dry male vocals up front; chorus widens with gang shouts, octave guitars, and a lifting bass line. Light spring reverb on snare, tambourine on the last choruses, and a brief gritty guitar solo as a turnaround., indie rock
Credits
Prompt byVibraphoneWavey613
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A man who races on dirt whose built everything from nothing, indie rock
