In Or Out

[Intro]
Porch light burning in the pitch dark night
A Momma Crying, on her knees praying with all her might
Good Lord Please Protect My Child.
[Verse 1]
Blacktop heat
July church sign
"God is love"
but they bought her online
Motel B
peeling paint, no name
Fake ID picture
don't match her age
Took her phone
took her face from the 'Gram
Told her, "Baby, you mine"
then he branded her hand
Fifty bucks
for the room, same sheets
Same man
[Chorus]
Ain’t no halo
in these backroad deals
Just chains they hide
behind leather and steel
If you see that girl
with the far-off eyes
You either ride for the truth
or you ride with the lies,
We got graves on the highway
unmarked, unpaid
You gon’ pray it away
or you gon’ get in the way?
[Verse 2]
Cash app ding
that’s a teenage scream
Turned into a number
on a cracked phone screen
He say "she grown"
but her backpack small
Cartoon keychain
draggin’ down the hall
Neon "VACANCY"
buzzin’ like a fly
Deputy drives past
never looks to the side
Church folks talkin’
'bout sin, 'bout booze
But the devil rent a room
with a Bible in the drawer
[Chorus]
Ain’t no halo
in these backroad deals
Just chains they hide
behind leather and steel
If you see that boy
with the deadpan stare
You either walk on by
or you stand right there
We got graves on the highway
unmarked, unpaid
You gon’ scroll it away
or you gon’ get in the way?
[Bridge]
Yeah, that "missing" poster
on the Wal-Mart wall
Ain’t just ink
that’s a mama’s calls
That never hit
That never ring back
That’s a last seen shirt
And a borrowed backpack
So write down plates
Memorize faces
Trust that gut
when your heart start racin’
Call that tip line
let it ring, let it ring
Better snitch on a rumor
than bury a dream (hey!)
[Chorus]
Ain’t no halo
in these backroad deals
Just chains they hide
behind leather and steel
If you see that kid
and somethin’ ain’t right
You either shut your mouth
or you light that fight
We got graves on the highway
unmarked, unpaid

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