

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Griffin on the clock in steel-toe boots Snow on the ground But the shop runs hot Sparks in the dark Yeah the welds run straight North Colorado in the bones In the blood he’s got [Chorus] “In this life” on your neck like a battle flag Every scar every burn every broken plan You just grind Weld the days into something that lasts “In this life” you’re the fire that’s holding it fast [Verse 2] Timecard ink and the smell of rain Pickup parked by the old feed store Friday night roads That long front range Still the same sky you were fighting for [Chorus] “In this life” on your neck like a battle flag Every scar every burn every broken plan You just grind Weld the days into something that lasts “In this life” you’re the fire that’s holding it fast [Bridge] Who said small-town boys don’t rise? (hey!) You’ve been staring down doubt all your life When the metal meets the mask and the sparks fly high You remember that line That line on your spine [Chorus] “In this life” on your neck like a battle flag Every scar every burn every broken plan You just grind Weld the days into something that lasts “In this life” yeah you’re built from the cord and the crash “In this life” you’re the fire that’s holding it fast
Tags
rock, Crunchy modern rock with male vocals; verses ride a mid-tempo, palm-muted riff and tight bass, drums hitting a steady backbeat. Chorus explodes with open chords, gang-style shouts on key lines, and a soaring top melody. Bridge strips to half-time with roomy toms and a gritty lead guitar answering the vocal before a final, full-throttle chorus.
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2/18/2026