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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Logbook lying on the dashboard
Coffee burns
My throat’s gone dry
White lines buzzing like a bad joke
Clock says “break” but my blood says “try”
Cab light flicks on like a warning
Sweat on my neck
Leather sticks to my skin
I’ve been good for a thousand miles
Now that halo’s wearing thin
[Chorus]
Thirty minutes to sin
Got a hunger under my skin
Ain’t a saint in this tin can prison
When the dark comes crawling in
Thirty minutes to sin
No angels watching this grin
Just a man and the road and the bad decisions
I’m ready
Let it begin
[Verse 2]
Hands still shaking from the last haul
Grip the wheel like I’m holding back lies
Phone screen glowing with an old flame
“U up?” cutting through these tired eyes
Seat pushed back
Curtain half open
Breath gets heavy with every word she sends
Every exit sign’s temptation
Every mile
I pretend
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Hazards blinking like a red-room
Heartbeat pounding out a war-tune
Got my name on a motel key
Or her laugh in a video stream
Every choice tastes a little like rust
On this chrome
On this lust
If I touch
If I give in
Who’s gonna drive when the guilt kicks in?
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedDec 31, 2025
Duration3:11
LanguageEnglish
Style
metal, Male vocals over a mid-tempo, groove-heavy metal track. Drop-tuned guitars chug with palm-muted riffs in the verses, drums locked in a driving halftime stomp. Chorus explodes with wide power chords, gang vocals on key phrases, and a syncopated double-kick lift. Brief dirty pinch-harmonic fills between lines; bridge pulls back to tom-heavy tension before final chorus hits hardest.
Credits
Prompt by
Unphazed_In_Pain
Unphazed_In_PainModelAria v5
Prompt
After long hours behind the wheel, a truck driver wants to get naughty while on his thirty minute break., male, metal
