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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Found your boots by the back door
Laces still tied just right
Coffee cup on the counter
Lipstick ghost in the light
Your Bible’s still on the nightstand
Page marked where you stopped last fall
You went quiet in that white room
And I haven’t heard God at all
[Chorus]
If you’re in heaven
I wanna fucking go there
If you’re in hell
Then drag my ass down too
What’s this life worth when you’re not in it
Every goddamn breath just aches for you
I don’t care where the fuck they send me
Long as I’m on the same side as you
[Verse 2]
Church folk bring me casseroles
Say “the Lord just called you home”
I drink whiskey in the bathroom
Cuss His name under my breath alone
I drive past your stone on Sundays
Middle finger to that sky
If there’s mercy in that blue shit
Why the hell did you have to die
[Chorus]
If you’re in heaven
I wanna fucking go there
If you’re in hell
Then drag my ass down too
What’s this life worth when you’re not in it
Every goddamn breath just aches for you
I don’t care where the fuck they send me
Long as I’m on the same side as you
[Bridge]
Some nights I floor it at the river bend
Dare the dark to take the wheel
Tell the moon
“come on
You coward”
See if steel on bone can heal
But your voice cuts through my madness
“Baby
Don’t you do that shit”
So I slam the brakes and light a smoke
And I stay here in this pit (oh fuck)
[Instrumental]
[Haunting steel guitar solo
Fiddle answering in low
Trembling lines]
[Chorus]
If you’re in heaven
I wanna fucking go there
If you’re in hell
Then drag my ass down too
What’s this life worth when you’re not in it
Every goddamn breath just aches for you
I don’t care where the fuck they send me
Long as I’m on the same side as you
[Outro]
So I keep these gravel roads beneath me
Till they turn to clouds or flames
I’ll walk through angels
Walk through demons
Just to hear you say my name
Details
GeneratedJan 17, 2026
Duration4:47
LanguageEnglish
Style
folk, Dusty indie-country ballad with intimate male vocals, brushed kit, and low, woody acoustic guitar; mournful fiddle threads through verses, pedal steel bends like a slow cry. Chorus swells with stacked harmonies and kick drum heartbeat. Middle-eight opens into an eerie, reverb-soaked steel guitar solo that borders on psychedelic, then drops back to near-whispered vocal and sparse strums for the final hook., country, violin, sad
Credits
Prompt byDCStudios
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Indie country folk with violin and Erie steel guitar solo. Sad song about losing loved one to death. How the longing to die and be with them in heaven or hell is worth life. Explicit lyrics too. Dark
