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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Got their picture on the dash
Truck still smells like that last trip
We were laughin’ at the motel sign
Flippin’ channels, watchin’ fights kick
Mama yellin’ at the screen
Daddy sayin’, “That move’s fake”
Now it’s quiet in this house
Every joke’s a little late
[Chorus]
I can’t call home, there’s no one there
Every ring is just dead air
I feel empty, I feel lost
Countin’ blessings, countin’ cost
There’s a little bit of peace
In knowin’ they’re set free
But this dark runs deep in my bones
And I can’t call home
[Verse 2]
Pulled off on that old back road
Where we used to stop and eat
Mama hummin’ in the front
Daddy tappin’ on the seat
I’m relieved that they ain’t hurtin’
But that comfort cuts me raw
‘Cause I’d trade that quiet mercy
For one more late-night call
[Chorus]
I can’t call home, there’s no one there
Every ring is just dead air
I feel empty, I feel lost
Countin’ blessings, countin’ cost
There’s a little bit of peace
In knowin’ they’re set free
But this dark runs deep in my bones
And I can’t call home
[Bridge]
How do I move on
When every road sign says “go back” (go back)
How do I feel strong
When I’m split between the light and black
I’m grateful, I’m angry
I’m cryin’ while I drive alone
Tryin’ to outrun that truth
I can’t call home
[Chorus]
I can’t call home, there’s no one there
Every ring is just dead air
I feel empty, I feel lost
Countin’ blessings, countin’ cost
There’s a little bit of peace
In knowin’ they’re set free
But this dark runs deep in my bones
And I can’t call home
I can’t call home
Details
GeneratedFeb 9, 2026
Duration3:18
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Country-rap ballad over twangy acoustic guitar, dusty hip-hop drums, and warm pedal steel; male vocals with a talk-sung verse flow that leans into conversational pockets, choruses open up with melodic harmonies and a roomy snare; subtle organ pads and low bass support a slow head-nod groove while the vocal sits front and center, raw and confessional, country, sad, wrestling
Credits
Prompt by
ontheroadvibes
ontheroadvibesModelAria v5
Prompt
My heart is broken because of Mom and dad have passed . I feel Empty lost sad relief dark . I remember Watching wrestling traveling . It's hard to Moving on can’t call. My favorite genre of music is Country rap .
