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Lyrics
[Verse]
She slams the door hard cracks the night
Her shadow's sharper than a switchblade fight
I hear her boots on the creaky floor
Every step's a warning don’t ignore
[Chorus]
The devil’s got nothing on her fire
Her wrath burns hotter than a funeral pyre
I’d rather face brimstone or eternal sin
Than the glare of my wife when I walk in
[Verse 2]
She don't need no pitchfork to make me sweat
Her silence sharper than the words she ain't said yet
She’ll raise her brow I’m on my knees
The devil’s laughing but he envies me
[Prechorus]
Oh red dress rage
Oh kitchen stage
[Chorus]
The devil’s got nothing on her fire
Her wrath burns hotter than a funeral pyre
I’d rather face brimstone or eternal sin
Than the glare of my wife when I walk in
[Bridge]
Lucifer’s a kitten compared to her storm
Hell’s heat feels like lukewarm
She’s the boss the judge the warden the crime
And I’m just a fool doing my time
Details
GeneratedJul 14, 2025
Duration2:51
LanguageEnglish
Style
electric, male vocals, rebellious energy, punchy drums, electric guitars with a twang, up-tempo, rock, country rock
Credits
Prompt by
Kevin Laden
Kevin Laden ModelAria v4
Prompt
electric guitars with a twang, electric, male vocals, country rock, punchy drums, rock, up-tempo, fun, and rebellious energy im more scared of my wife than I am of the devil. The devil got nothing
