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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I walked in with a cracked white knuckle
Dust on my boots from the hard road home
You said my name like a loaded promise
Now the whole room knows what I won't show
[Pre-Chorus]
I was tired of the same old drag
Same old chains, same old ache
Then you lit up that broken match
And I felt the floorboard shake
[Chorus]
Split the chain, split the chain
Burn it down and say my name
Split the chain, split the chain
I’m not your ghost, I’m not your shame
Hands up high, let it ring
We were made to break this thing
Split the chain, split the chain
(split the chain)
[Verse 2]
Grease on the palms from the workbench mornings
Radio static in a dead-end car
You laughed so hard at the bad news coming
Swore we could outrun our scars
[Pre-Chorus]
I was tired of the same old drag
Same old lies, same old ache
Then you kicked that locked-back gate
Now the whole night starts to shake
[Chorus]
Split the chain, split the chain
Burn it down and say my name
Split the chain, split the chain
I’m not your ghost, I’m not your shame
Hands up high, let it ring
We were made to break this thing
Split the chain, split the chain
(split the chain)
[Bridge]
Tom drums roll like thunder boots
I can feel it in my bones
Every mark that tied me down
Turns to sparks and flying stones
Take my hand, don’t let go
We go hard, we go loud
[Final Chorus]
Split the chain, split the chain
Burn it down and say my name
Split the chain, split the chain
I’m not your ghost, I’m not your shame
Hands up high, let it ring
We were made to break this thing
Split the chain, split the chain
(split the chain)
Split the chain, split the chain
(split the chain)
Details
GeneratedMay 27, 2026
Duration3:55
LanguageEnglish
Style
Rock with driving mid-tempo four-on-the-floor stomp, crunchy palm-muted verses, a lift into open-power chord pre-chorus, and a shout-along chorus that widens with gang vocals and stacked doubles. Verse stays tight and gritty; bridge drops to half-time with toms and a filtered vocal; final chorus adds crash cymbals, extra harmony, and a last-line chant. Bright, punchy, arena-sized mix with dirty guitar bite and huge drums., rock
Credits
Prompt bySolarMars659
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
rock
