Go In To Get Out

[Verse 1]
Boots on the dash
Heart in a ditch
Chewin' on anger
Like it’s gonna fix this itch
Talkin' tough to the mirror
Like it’s someone else’s fault
But it’s my own shaking hands
Smearing truth on the asphalt
[Chorus]
Gotta go in to get out
Ain’t no shortcut, ain’t no roundabout
Can’t cover up the ache, can’t fake what’s real
You gotta feel to heal
Yeah, you gotta feel to heal
[Verse 2]
Scrollin' for saviors
In a blue-lit glow
Every headline hollers
Who I should be, what I should know
But quiet hits different
When you kill that noise
You hear that small scared child
Underneath this hardened voice
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
I been prayin' to the ceiling
Waitin' on a sign
But the answer kept on echoing
From a place behind my eyes
It said:
Sit with the shaking
Stay with the tear
Stop tryin' to outrun
What’s already here
[low vocal register] Let it burn through
’Til the ashes turn to ground
You can finally stand on now [crescendo]
[Chorus]

rap, Raw outlaw country-rap hybrid with female vocals; dusty kick and snare, twangy slide guitar, and a low, gritty bass. Verses are half-spoken, half-sung with a close, confessional mic feel, little room reverb. Chorus opens up with wide harmonies and ringing acoustic guitar, riding a mid-tempo groove that lets the vocal swing. Occasional bluesy lead licks answer key lines; final chorus adds subtle organ swell and stacked ad-libs for a cathartic lift., raw, outlaw country, female vocals