[Verse 1] Started out on a gravel road Mud on my boots, heart on hold Mama said, "Boy, don’t chase gold Find someone that feels like home" But I’m in rooms where the floorboards shake Fast life friends and slow heartbreak Every pretty face feels half awake Like I’m kissing through the smoke and the fake [Pre-Chorus] I got one hand on the wheel, one on my past Wonder if I ever knew love that lasts Every "I’m fine" just hides my fears Every mile I’m dragging years [Chorus] Who am I supposed to be with? Is it you in the front row singing? (yeah) Or the girl back home still waiting By that creek where we carved our names in? I keep falling into bodies that don’t know me Waking up to strangers that just hold me Crank the low end up till it drowns my needs But it still can’t tell me Who I’m supposed to be with [Verse 2] Small town name on a big tour bus DMs full, but it’s hard to trust One says love, one says "just for fun" They all blur when the night’s half done I see your face when the crowd gets loud Hear your laugh underneath the sound Every song I write, every sold-out crowd Just a long way ‘round to your side of town [Pre-Chorus] Got my foot in the dust, head in the clouds Heart in the hush between two crowds Every "what’s up" just dodges truth Every night I’m choosing you [Chorus] Who am I supposed to be with? Is it you in the front row singing? (oh) Or the girl back home still waiting By that creek where we carved our names in? I keep falling into bodies that don’t know me Waking up to strangers that just hold me Crank the low end up till it drowns my needs But it still can’t tell me Who I’m supposed to be with [Bridge] Is it shotgun seat in a beat-up Ford? Bare feet up on a rusted door Or high-rise view with the blackout blinds Trying to love fast in borrowed time If I strip it all back, every chain, every stage Would you still be there on that same red clay? ‘Cause every road I ride, every broken dream Keeps spelling out your name to me (yeah) [Chorus] Who am I supposed to be with? Is it you in the front row singing? Or the girl back home still waiting By that creek where we carved our names in? I keep falling into bodies that don’t know me Waking up to strangers that just hold me Turn the bass up loud till my chest can’t breathe But it still can’t tell me Who I’m supposed to be with (yeah) Who I’m supposed to be with

rap, Melodic rap-trap country crossover with male vocals, twangy picked guitar over sparse, dark synth pads in the verses, hard-hitting 808s locking with sharp hi-hats. Chorus slams in with bass-boosted low end, wide stereo synth leads, and layered chant-style hooks. Subtle slide guitar licks and claps tuck into the groove; autotuned melodies in the topline, ad-libs answering key phrases to lift the emotion each hook., country

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