Whiskey bottle whisperin', the devil on the rim
Smoke risin’ higher than my chances lookin' grim
Women in my past, their names carved in my sins
Chasin’ dreams so big they barely fit my skin
On the grind like gears, metal screechin' in my chest
Pen bleedin' on the page, can't let the soul rest
Every line a fistfight, every bar a protest
Chained to my ambition, but I’m a willing guest
Knockin' on heavy door, knuckles bruised and raw
Whiskey, weed, and women, breakin’ every law
Dreams on my back, I drag 'em through the brawl
Highway to hell, hear the devil’s catcall
Gas station gospel, pumpin’ premium sin
Blunt lit like a lantern, guiding where I’ve been
Women’s laughter echoes, like a ghost within
Songs I write, they cut deeper than my kin
High beams pierce the night, road slick with regrets
Tires scream like banshees, unpaid debts
Chasin’ what’s promised, ain’t caught it yet
The South got me, tight as a noose-net
Whiskey in the veins, venom in the flow
Smoke curlin’ slow, like a ghost sayin' hello
Women on my lap, stories they don't know
Scribblin’ these bars, heavy door I overthrow
Dreams bigger than the Chevy with the chrome grill
Highway to hell, but I’m climbin’ that hill
A rebel with a pen, ink spills, blood chills
Writing what I live, life a blade I gotta wield
Knockin’ on heavy dór, fists won’t rest
Whiskey, weed, women, dreams I confess
Knockin’ on heavy dór, pain in my chest
Life's a gamble, but I’m all in, no regrets
Ashtray full, blunt burnin’ like the sun
Southern heat in my soul, battles never won
Whiskey stains on my notebook, words weigh a ton
Hustle’s in my DNA, can’t be undone
Chasin’ dreams like they owe me, runnin' outta time
Women whisper sweet lies, I’m married to the grind
Highway signs flash, devil's in the design
But the music in my blood keeps me walkin’ the line
Doors don’t open, I kick ‘em off the frame
Heavy doors crumble, they remember my name
Smoke fills the room, whiskey drowns the shame
Chasin’ these dreams while the fire feeds the flame
Whiskey in my veins, venom in my spit,
Bottle on the dash, another road trip lit.
Green smoke clouds,vision hazy but clear,
Chasin' dreams fast,out runnin' the fear.
Pen to the pad, blood ink on the page,
Every bar's a brick,buildin' my cage.
Knockin' heavy doors, fists raw from the steel,
Highway to hell, got my hands on the wheel.
Whiskey, weed,women,my three sins,
Songs I write, battles I can't win.
Dreams I chase, shadows on the floor,
I'm knockin', knockin' on heavy doors.
Moonlight glint off the chrome on my ride,
Southside pride, devil sittin' inside.
Rolled one tight, ashes fall to my boots,
Every puff a prayer, every sip the truth.
Women in my ear, sweet poison on the tongue,
But the songs in my head keep me strung.
Dreams ain't free, they come with a price,
I'm payin' in sweat in blood, in nights.
Whiskey, weed, women, my three sins,
Songs I write, battles I can't win.
Dreams I chase, shadows on the floor,
On the highway to hell knocking on heavens door
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