Lyrics
[Verse]
Blue lights flashing red in my eyes
High beams burning through the cold night sky
Gravel crunches under heavy boots
The radio crackles with static truths
[Verse 2]
Badge on his chest like a heavy stone
His voice cuts sharp like a grinding bone
"License registration keep your hands in sight"
The air smells of tension gasoline and fright
[Chorus]
Ten forty four my pulse starts to race
Caught in the crosshairs of authority's face
Sirens wail through the stillness of dark
This road feels like the end of the spark
[Verse 3]
Hands on the wheel my grip turns white
Breath like a ghost in the cold midnight
Heartbeats pounding like a distant drum
Words caught in my throat leave my soul numb
[Bridge]
His eyes pierce through like jagged steel
The asphalt hums like it knows the deal
Mountains loom silent shadows tall
Echoes of justice through the valley crawl
[Chorus]
Ten forty four my pulse starts to race
Caught in the crosshairs of authority's face
Sirens wail through the stillness of dark
This road feels like the end of the spark
Style
metalgrungealternative rockrockappalachian folkmale vocalshard rock
Prompt
Ten fourty four, song of a police traffic stop, grunge, metal, hard rock, alternative rock, appalachian folk
Credits
Prompt by
OnsiHumma
OnsiHummaGeneratedMay 28, 2025
ModelAria v4
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