running these streets my coarse heart beats like seger’s hollywood nights that two-lane rhythm cigarettes and denim that might-take-flight blacktop escape in the zone in the flyover zone i sweat the edge off my midwestern edge fuck that old badge fuck my hillbilly blood fuck my grandfather’s rage i’ll lose my senses lose my sense but not to inherited hate it’s too close to home too close to the bone if i’m bound to break i’ll break out of that cage i’ll let love rule go deaf for you rock and roll never forgets i’ll take your bait jump the back gate throw roses on your stage refuse to fucking age
This is so raw! God I love it, Chad!
Thank you, Rea!
Love the rhythm of this!
Thank you, Kristi!