Backroads and Broken Hearts

Rolling down these backroads, whiskey in my hand

Lost in the shadows of a no-man's land

Fuelin' up my restless soul, driven by demand

Hatin' what I am, but I can't understand

Dust kicks up behind the tires, moon's a silent witness

Engine hums a lonely tune, filled with bitterness and fitness

Every mile I cross is a scar on my soul

Trucking through the darkness, trying to find control

But the bottle whispers secrets I can't face

Memories like poison in this empty space

Hatred fuels my fire, yet I long for grace

On these backroads, I chug my pain at pace

Backroads whiskey trucking hatred, riding through the night

Seeking redemption in the gloom, trying to find the light

Craving peace but chained by fury, lost in endless fight

On these dusty trails I battle shadows far from sight

Echoes of my past in every turn I take

Haunted by the choices that I can't forsake

Turning miles into memories I can't remake

Still, I keep rolling, for my own small sake

So I'll keep drivin’ till the break of dawn

Facing demons till the pain is gone

Backroads whiskey trucking hatred, my soul's own song

Till I find my way back where I belong