

Prompt / Lyrics
El Paso born, Santa Fe rain Dust in my lungs, I grew up with pain Seventeen, California came Thought distance would wash my shame Anaheim kids with my heartbeat eyes Still remember the day I told them goodbye Costa Mesa mornings, sun too bright Feels like God keeps showing me my life Had a wife named Elise, that love ran deep Like roots in the desert, buried, asleep Addiction came and poisoned the creek I drowned in the water I swore I would keep Heather came later like fate got bored A new kind of love I did not ask for Eight months carrying my unborn son While I’m trying to learn how to not run I treated her wrong, I know that’s mine Thought silence was strength, turned out it was pride She packed her bags, Alabama sky I stayed here wondering why I was the guy Who breaks what he loves, without even trying. [Hook] (melodic heartbreak) Late night drives in the cold wind Radio low cause my mind’s loud again Too much love I don’t know how to carry Too much pain I don’t know how to bury God, if you hear me, just show me where to go I done lost so much I got room to grow Don’t count me out in this life I chose I’m still here I’m still here. [Verse 2] My boy Tennessee died in the heat Overdose took him right off his feet I saw his ghost by my storage last week I swear he was trying to talk to me Like, “Bro slow down, take care of your soul You been breaking hearts but you still not whole.” I looked at the sky like God, I know I just never learned how to let things go Life got heavy, I ain’t built perfect I just built stubborn and I just keep working I want grace but I gotta earn it I want forgiveness but I gotta deserve it Elise still lives in the core of my chest Heather holds a child that’s half of my breath There are nights I cry and nights I confess To a ceiling fan spinning like life and death People think love is a movie scene They don’t know the part where you fall apart unseen They don’t know the nights I prayed on my knees Hands shaking, begging God, please. [Hook] Late night drives in the cold wind Radio low cause my mind’s loud again Too much love I don’t know how to carry Too much pain I don’t know how to bury God, if you hear me, just show me where to go I done lost so much I got room to grow Don’t count me out in this life I chose I’m still here I’m still here. [Verse 3] (this is where the listener cries) Maybe one day my kids will ask Dad why you always ran from the past Why you say you loved but you loved too fast Why the good things slipped through your hands like sand I’ll tell them the truth, I won’t hide my scars I’ll show them the cracks in my heart like art I’ll tell them sometimes loving is hard And sometimes you learn too late where to start I ain’t ashamed of the roads I took I ain’t ashamed of the pages I shook My life is a scripture God never overlooked I’m still getting written in His holy
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Blues hip hop rap country storytelling heartfelt sad makes you cry painful regret nostalgic rap song
3:51
No
11/10/2025