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Lyrics
[Intro: Dark swamp ambience, distant banjo, low 808 rumble, deep spoken vocal]
It's Rooster Season
[Verse 1: Swampy bluegrass, gritty banjo and slide guitar, sparse 808, bouncy trap drums, deep raspy male vocal]
Crickets hum in the ditch out back.
Porch swing still won’t swing back.
One bulb buzzes like a tired prayer.
The whole world holds its breath right there.
Raised on rust, and second chances.
Bent nails, bad luck, hard answers.
Pawpaw said, “Son, love will break you clean.”
So I welded mine shut, cold and mean.
Long nights taught me how to stay numb.
Wrong fights made a man go dumb.
Stone in my chest, bone in my grin.
Dead-eyed boy with a war within.
Ran on spite and white-knuckle faith.
Told myself, closin’ up kept me safe.
[Chorus: Swampy bluegrass-trap, heavy 808, banjo, gritty guitar, deep harmonies]
In the quiet, when the dark gets thick,
I remember how I never let nobody in.
Hard hands, hard eyes, hard walls.
Built so high, I felt nothin’ at all.
Now the silence don’t feel so cruel.
Yeah, I’m alone in this room, but I’m thinkin’ of you.
In the quiet, when the world turns blue,
I was hard as a rock till I broke for you.
[Verse 2: Dark bluegrass groove, banjo, slide guitar, 808 pulse, trap percussion]
Talked to my scars like they talked back.
Drank my past till it tasted black.
Clock said, “Run,” I said, “One more sin.”
Played chicken with faith, let the fuse burn in.
You walked in soft, but sure as dawn.
I said, “Leave,” but your voice said, “gone.”
You smelled like truth and tattered hope.
Saw the cracks I was hidin’ most.
[Dubstep Solo: Heavy wobble bass, distorted 808s, chopped banjo and slide guitar, half-time trap drums]
[Chorus: Bigger swamp-trap, heavy 808, bluegrass strings, gritty guitar, raspy harmonies]
In the quiet, when the dark gets thick
I remember how I never let nobody in.
Hard hands, hard eyes, hard walls.
Built so high, I felt nothin’ at all.
Now the silence don’t feel so cruel.
Yeah, I’m alone in this room, but I’m thinkin’ of you.
In the quiet, when the world turns blue,
I was hard as a rock till I broke for you.
[Bridge: Dark swamp ambience, half-time 808, low guitar, tense bluegrass picking]
When the lights go dead and the dark talks loud
All them old ghosts circle 'round.
I hear my old ways scratch the door.
But your name hits first, shakes the floor.
[Final Chorus: Full swamp-bluegrass dubstep, huge 808, heavy trap drums, distorted bass, soaring slide guitar]
In the quiet, when the dark don’t scare me,
I know now I kept my heart locked tight.
Hard years, hard miles, hard carry,
but you laid your head on my worst night.
Now the silence sounds like truth.
Ain’t afraid of the dark if it leads to you.
In the quiet, when the world turns blue,
I was hard as a rock till I broke for you.
Crickets still sing, porch swing still sways,
lights on in the kitchen — you staaaayed.
Details
GeneratedAug 15, 2026
Duration4:38
LanguageEnglish
Style
Swampy bluegrass trap with dubstep, heavy 808s, gritty slide guitar, deep raspy male vocals, dark country
Credits
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