Prompt / Lyrics
Intro (feedback, slow chug) Let it drag… then slam. Verse 1 Sun baked lies and a plastic crown Florida chewed me up, tried to pin me down Palm trees hiding rotten deals Smile for sale, nothing real Bills climbed higher than the tide Had to choose if I lived or just survived Pre-Chorus (build, toms rolling) I won’t rot where comfort kills I won’t bow to empty thrills Chorus (half-time, crushing) I crossed that line with fire in my chest Left the heat, left the mess Didn’t run—I broke the chain Traded noise for blood and grain No beach gonna own this man I plant my boots in Alabama land Verse 2 No neon saints, no fake parade Just calloused hands and debts get paid Kids breathe free, nights stay dark Stars don’t hide, they leave their mark Work still hurts, but it means somethin’ here Silence louder than my fear Pre-Chorus (snarl it) Truth don’t shine, it scars I’d rather bleed than wear their mask Chorus (full force) I crossed that line with gasoline Burned the life they sold to me I wasn’t losin’, I was done Chasin’ heat instead of sun This ground answers when I stand Alabama land Bridge (drop everything but bass + vocal) Florida fed me smoke and shine Alabama gave me time No ocean roar, no paper crown Just dirt that don’t let you down Breakdown (slow, nasty) CHUG — CHUG — pause You can keep your paradise Built on debt and dressed in lights I choose weight I choose pain I choose roots I choose my name Solo (wah + southern bends, then chaos) Final Chorus (double vocals, octave scream) I crossed that line, no lookin’ back Cut my losses, carved my path No crowd owns my breath or hand This life’s earned, not planned If I fall, I fall where I stand On Alabama land Outro (last hit, let it ring) I didn’t flee— I reclaimed who I am.
Tags
Outlaw metal, male
Duration
4:09
Instrumental
No
Created
2/10/2026