dark nights
Life is hard, Hope I make it, It’s a risk, But I’ll take it, Feeling like I’m living Stuck in the basement, I’m just trying To get a higher placement, Life is hard, But I’ll make it, I can’t wait a long time I’m anxious, I’ve just gotta get off The pavement, So they hear me across The nation, Life is hard. In the shadows where the moonlight creeps, Whispers of the night, where the silence weeps, Dusty roads where the lost souls roam, Chasing dreams wrapped in a needle's home. Rusty trucks with the faded paint, Rolling through the pines where the sinners ain't, Cracked pavement leads to the devil’s den, Where the clock ticks slow, counting sins again. Cousin Billy’s got a stash in the back, Underneath the floorboards, hiding from the crack, Meth lab bubbling like a witch's brew, Dark country nights, ain't nothing new. Faded memories in a bottle of shine, Chasing ghosts in the woods, crossing every line, Heartbeats echo in the midnight air, Lost in the grip of a life stripped bare. Life is hard, Hope I make it, It’s a risk, But I’ll take it, Feeling like I’m living Stuck in the basement, I’m just trying To get a higher placement, Life is hard, But I’ll make it, I can’t wait a long time I’m anxious, I’ve just gotta get off The pavement, So they hear me across The nation, Life is hard. In the shadows where the moonlight creeps, Whispers of the night, where the silence weeps, Dusty roads where the lost souls roam, Chasing dreams wrapped in a needle's home. Rusty trucks with the faded paint, Rolling through the pines where the sinners ain't, Cracked pavement leads to the devil’s den, Where the clock ticks slow, counting sins again. Cousin Billy’s got a stash in the back, Underneath the floorboards, hiding from the crack, Meth lab bubbling like a witch's brew, Dark country nights, ain't nothing new. Faded memories in a bottle of shine, Chasing ghosts in the woods, crossing every line, Heartbeats echo in the midnight air, Lost in the grip of a life stripped bare. In the shadows where the trailer park thrives, Dreams woven tight, but the struggle survives, Underneath the flicker of the neon lights, Plotting moves, we’re the kings of these nights. Raids come swift, but we stand like a wall, Every brick laid down, hear the echoing call, Got the hustle in my veins, can’t drown out the fight, In the heart of the chaos, we’re claiming our right. Whispers in the dark, but we shine like a star, Navigating through the grit, yeah, we know who we are, Rolling deep with the crew, making plans in the shade, While they’re searching for the truth, we’re the ones who evade. Count the blessings in the struggle, every scar that we wear, From the trailer to the top, man, we’re climbing with flair, Confidence like armor, we won’t ever be swayed, In the land of the brave, it’s the life that we made.
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Life is hard, Hope I make it, It’s a risk, But I’ll take it, Feeling like I’m living Stuck in the basement, I’m just trying To get a higher placement, Life is hard, But I’ll make it, I can’t wait a long time I’m anxious, I’ve just gotta get off The pavement, So they hear me across The nation, Life is hard. In the shadows where the moonlight creeps, Whispers of the night, where the silence weeps, Dusty roads where the lost souls roam, Chasing dreams wrapped in a needle's home. Rusty trucks with the faded paint, Rolling through the pines where the sinners ain't, Cracked pavement leads to the devil’s den, Where the clock ticks slow, counting sins again. Cousin Billy’s got a stash in the back, Underneath the floorboards, hiding from the crack, Meth lab bubbling like a witch's brew, Dark country nights, ain't nothing new. Faded memories in a bottle of shine, Chasing ghosts in the woods, crossing every line, Heartbeats echo in the midnight air, Lost in the grip of a life stripped bare. Life is hard, Hope I make it, It’s a risk, But I’ll take it, Feeling like I’m living Stuck in the basement, I’m just trying To get a higher placement, Life is hard, But I’ll make it, I can’t wait a long time I’m anxious, I’ve just gotta get off The pavement, So they hear me across The nation, Life is hard. In the shadows where the moonlight creeps, Whispers of the night, where the silence weeps, Dusty roads where the lost souls roam, Chasing dreams wrapped in a needle's home. Rusty trucks with the faded paint, Rolling through the pines where the sinners ain't, Cracked pavement leads to the devil’s den, Where the clock ticks slow, counting sins again. Cousin Billy’s got a stash in the back, Underneath the floorboards, hiding from the crack, Meth lab bubbling like a witch's brew, Dark country nights, ain't nothing new. Faded memories in a bottle of shine, Chasing ghosts in the woods, crossing every line, Heartbeats echo in the midnight air, Lost in the grip of a life stripped bare. In the shadows where the trailer park thrives, Dreams woven tight, but the struggle survives, Underneath the flicker of the neon lights, Plotting moves, we’re the kings of these nights. Raids come swift, but we stand like a wall, Every brick laid down, hear the echoing call, Got the hustle in my veins, can’t drown out the fight, In the heart of the chaos, we’re claiming our right. Whispers in the dark, but we shine like a star, Navigating through the grit, yeah, we know who we are, Rolling deep with the crew, making plans in the shade, While they’re searching for the truth, we’re the ones who evade. Count the blessings in the struggle, every scar that we wear, From the trailer to the top, man, we’re climbing with flair, Confidence like armor, we won’t ever be swayed, In the land of the brave, it’s the life that we made.
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