“Ride or Die & a ’68”

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Clock ticks slow in a dead-end job

Fake smiles, fake talk, fake boss, fake nod

I’d rather be home with a cat on my chest

People talk shit, animals are the best

Dreamin’ ‘bout a beach and the engine’s roar

Sunburn, salt air, I don’t need more

Got a cold drink sweatin’ in my hand

And a ‘68 Camaro like a promised land

Yeah I keep my circle tight, small and true

One ride or die and she knows I’d come through

You start a fire, I’ll bring the flame

You hurt my people, remember my name

I don’t need you, I got my tribe

My cat, my car, and my ride or die

Rock show lights and a midnight run

Steel and thunder and a V8 gun

Margarita sky, toes in the sand

Middle finger up, yeah this is who I am

If loving this life makes me a misfit kid

Then crank it up loud — I was born for this

Lunch break scrolling looking at chrome

Horsepower dreams get me through the slow

Men talk big but they fade away

I trust a small block more any day

Nap time queen with a wild heart soul

French fries, loud guitars, never getting old

I don’t start fights but I damn sure end

When it comes to my girl, I defend my friend

Yeah we roll like thunder, no looking back

Two wild hearts and a full tank of gas

You draw a line, I cross that line

For the ones I love every damn time

I don’t need you, I got my tribe

My cat, my car, and my ride or die

Rock show lights and a midnight run

Steel and thunder and a V8 gun

Margarita sky, toes in the sand

‘68 Camaro and a rock n’ roll band

This is my life and I’ll live how I live

One wild heart and a whole lotta give

Someday soon I’ll be gone from here

Beach town sun and a second gear

Engine humming like a freedom song

All the bullshit in the past where it belongs

Chrome shining in the setting sun

Engine off but I’m still on the run

From a life I never wanted to live…

Turn the key — and forgive nothing.