In the Morgue Before Dawn

Verse 1
In the morgue before dawn, fluorescent hum,
Cold steel prayers for what I’ve become,
White sheets talking, secrets laid bare,
I zip up the past, leave it right there.

Coffee tastes like gasoline,
Hands still shaking from the dream,
Mirror says, boy, you’re not done,
Sun ain’t up, but the road’s already won.

Pre-Chorus
I don’t need forgiveness, I need demon speed,
Something loud enough to drown the need.

Chorus
In the morgue before dawn, I ride with open rage,open throttle nothing saved
Crotch rocket flash, tear a hole in the cage,
Asphalt paved with the things I never said,
Every mile burns a ghost till it’s dead.
Yeah, the night lets go when the throttle’s drawn,
I leave it all behind in the morgue before dawn.

Verse 2
City breathes like a wounded beast,
Neon scars on every street,
Sirens sing me lullabies,
Truth looks best at one ninety-five.

I’ve buried love, I’ve buried fear,
Both come back when the line is clear,
Wind’s the only thing I trust,
It don’t lie, it don’t rust.

Pre-Chorus
Heart beats time with the yellow lines,
Every sin falls back in time.

Chorus
In the morgue before dawn, I ride with open rage,
Crotch rocket flash, tear a hole in the cage,
Asphalt paved with the things I never said,
Every mile burns a ghost till it’s dead.
Yeah, the night lets go when the throttle’s drawn,
I leave it all behind in the morgue before dawn.

Bridge
Redline confessional, scream my name,
If I crash tonight, I crash in flame,
But I won’t go quiet, I won’t slow down,
I’ll meet the sun on the edge of town.

(Half-time drop, drums pull back, vocal raw)

Final Chorus
In the morgue before dawn, hear the engine pray,
Chain-link past in my rearview sway,
Asphalt paved, but the future’s born,
Every scar turns fuel when the sky gets torn.
When the dark breaks loose and the night is gone,
I’m alive right now—
In the morgue before dawn.

Outro
Throttle hum, horizon yawns,
Heartbeat synced with the coming dawn.

Genre: Radio-friendly country rock / outlaw alt-rockTempo: Mid-fast, driving beatVibe: Grit, release, motion, reckoning