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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Sun on the wing
Boots on the floor
I hit the door
With a list to score
One more climb
One more mile
I keep my head
And I keep my style
[Pre-Chorus]
Hands on the wheel
Eyes on the prize
Nothing can stop me now
I’m lit inside
[Chorus]
Flying high
Getting it done
Flying high
I’m the one
Take the day
Make it mine
Flying high
All the time
[Verse 2]
Late-night calls
Early-run load
Coffee gone cold
Still on the road
Stacking wins
Brick by brick
I don’t quit
I just get with it
[Pre-Chorus]
Hands on the wheel
Eyes on the prize
Nothing can stop me now
I’m lit inside
[Chorus]
Flying high
Getting it done
Flying high
I’m the one
Take the day
Make it mine
Flying high
All the time
[Bridge]
When the weight comes down
I rise above
I bend, I break
Then I rise up
No turning back
No looking down
I chase that open sky
And wear the crown
[Final Chorus]
Flying high
Getting it done
Flying high
I’m the one
Take the day
Make it mine
Flying high
All the time
Flying high
Getting it done
Flying high
I’m the one
Take the day
Make it mine
Flying high
All the time
Details
GeneratedJun 11, 2026
Duration3:32
LanguageEnglish
Style
Rock anthem with driving mid-tempo four-on-the-floor drums, palm-muted verse guitars, big open-chord chorus, and a soaring lead lick after each hook; verses stay tight and gritty, pre-chorus lifts with stacked harmonies, chorus hits wide with gang vocal repeats and clapped accents. Lead vocal is rough and close-mic in verses, doubled and shouted on the hook, with short delay throws on key words. Ear candy includes tape-stop transitions, reverse cymbal swells, and a final lift with tambourine and tom fills. Bright, punchy mix with arena-sized width., rock
Credits
Prompt byEternalStorm851
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
A song about flying high an getting things done, rock
