Bury Me On A Back Road (remix- ft Justbrandon)

Industrial metal experimental with cathedral-scale ambience, slow haunting verses, and epic wall-of-sound choruses, Tempo 110 BPM, slightly swung verses, straight pulse choruses, key A minor, Deep raw male baritone vocals, whispery pre-chorus layers, echo-heavy background vocals on key words especially GRAVE and PAIN, Intro spoken over low organ drone, cathedral pads, distant thunder, industrial clanks, subtle glitch echoes, and weeping violin hum, Verses with sparse piano, glitch synths, solo violin weaving melodic counterpoint left and right, subtle industrial percussion accenting rhythm with metal hits, machine clanks, and hissing steam, Parenthetical words echoed softly behind vocals, Pre-chorus soft spoken or lightly sung lines moved from verses, with echo, stereo delay, synth pads, violin swells, and industrial textures building tension into choruses, Choruses full cinematic wall-of-sound with bass, punchy drums, layered industrial percussion, cathedral organ swells, angelic

Tell my babies I love ’em, and every mistake that I made was to make sure that they would be straight… 
(Willie be singing, huh?) (Yeah)…

[Chorus]
I might never come back home 
So if I die, draped in all of my gold 
Bury me on a back road 
In a flyover state with no name on the stone 
‘Cause I don’t want nobody crying at my GRAAAVE… 
I don’t want my family to go through that PAAAIN…
 (So bury me on a back road) 
In a flyover state with no name on the stone

[Verse 1]
Yeah, bury me on a back road 
‘Cause I’m chasing the wind, 
and might never come back home (right on)… 
Can’t believe that I made it this far, 
‘cause I really came up out the mud like a tadpole (let’s go)… 
This ain’t only for me, my city in the passenger seat, 
they might want me to crash though (sheesh)… 
Taking shots, but I’m right at the glass, 
put the ball in my hand and I’m breaking the backboard (c’mon)… 
Got a dream and some cash and a tank full of gas, 
and a past that I’ll never let go of (yeah)… 
Raise a glass to the nights I ain’t die but came close 
when I think back, dog, I get choked up (damn)… 
If the stars don’t shine…
 I’ma still find light in the fire from the bridges I burned up (let’s go)…

[Pre‑Chorus ]
Put a stone with no name… bury me and my chains… 
Pour one out on my grave when my turn’s up…

[Chorus]
I might never come back home 
So if I die, draped in all of my gold 
Bury me on a back road In a flyover state with no name on the stone 
’Cause I don’t want nobody crying at my GRAAAVE…
 I don’t want my family to go through that PAAAIN… 
(So bury me on a back road) 
In a flyover state with no name on the stone

[Bridge]
Let ’em take what they want off my plate, 
I just hope that I ain’t too late (c’mon)… 
Let the world say whatever they think, for the record, 
I was never afraid of the hate (never)… 
Bury me in a flyover state, and make sure you remember my name… 
No name on the stone… (No name on the stone)…

[Verse 2]
 I’ve been cut, I’ve been crossed, 
I’ve been left, I’ve been lost, but can’t nobody call me fake (no)… 
I had people I love look me dead in the eyes, 
fix they lips and then lie to my face (c’mon)… 
Everybody ain’t you and that hurts, but it’s true, 
had to learn how to carry that weight (let’s go)… 
Karma comes quick and the reaper don’t miss, 
I’ll be smiling while facing my FAATE!… 
Let ’em take what they want off my plate, 
I just hope that I ain’t too late… 
Let the world say whatever they think, for the record, 
I was never afraid of the hate… 
Bury me in a flyover state, 
and make sure you remember my name…

[Final Chorus]
I might never come back home 
So if I die, draped in all of my gold 
Bury me on a back road In a flyover state 
with no name on the stone  
‘Cause I don’t want nobody crying at my GRAAAVE… 
I don’t want my family to go through that PAAAIN… 
(So bury me on a back road) 
In a flyover state with no name on the stone

[Coda]
“Breaker, breaker… … no name on the stone…”

[Another trucker] 
“Oh… that’s just Brandon… 10‑4…”

[chorus] 
“Peace be with you, brother… 
Raise one up…  Keep the shiny side up, good buddy…”

[All voices swell] 
No name on the stone… 
(No name on the stone… )
See you down the road… 10‑4 and gone…

[Faint voice] 
“pour one out on my grave”

Outro
Put a stone with no name, 
bury me and my chains, 
pour one out on my grave when my turn’s up…
 no name on the stone… (no name on the stone…)…

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Tell my babies I love ’em, and every mistake that I made was to make sure that they would be straight…  (Willie be singing, huh?) (Yeah)… [Chorus] I might never come back home  So if I die, draped in all of my gold  Bury me on a back road  In a flyover state with no name on the stone  ‘Cause I don’t want nobody crying at my GRAAAVE…  I don’t want my family to go through that PAAAIN…  (So bury me on a back road)  In a flyover state with no name on the stone [Verse 1] Yeah, bury me on a back road  ‘Cause I’m chasing the wind, and might never come back home (right on)…  Can’t believe that I made it this far, ‘cause I really came up out the mud like a tadpole (let’s go)…  This ain’t only for me, my city in the passenger seat, they might want me to crash though (sheesh)…  Taking shots, but I’m right at the glass, put the ball in my hand and I’m breaking the backboard (c’mon)…  Got a dream and some cash and a tank full of gas, and a past that I’ll never let go of (yeah)…  Raise a glass to the nights I ain’t die but came close when I think back, dog, I get choked up (damn)…  If the stars don’t shine… I’ma still find light in the fire from the bridges I burned up (let’s go)… [Pre‑Chorus ] Put a stone with no name… bury me and my chains…  Pour one out on my grave when my turn’s up… [Chorus] I might never come back home  So if I die, draped in all of my gold  Bury me on a back road In a flyover state with no name on the stone  ’Cause I don’t want nobody crying at my GRAAAVE…  I don’t want my family to go through that PAAAIN…  (So bury me on a back road)  In a flyover state with no name on the stone [Bridge] Let ’em take what they want off my plate, I just hope that I ain’t too late (c’mon)…  Let the world say whatever they think, for the record, I was never afraid of the hate (never)…  Bury me in a flyover state, and make sure you remember my name…  No name on the stone… (No name on the stone)… [Verse 2]  I’ve been cut, I’ve been crossed, I’ve been left, I’ve been lost, but can’t nobody call me fake (no)…  I had people I love look me dead in the eyes, fix they lips and then lie to my face (c’mon)…  Everybody ain’t you and that hurts, but it’s true, had to learn how to carry that weight (let’s go)…  Karma comes quick and the reaper don’t miss, I’ll be smiling while facing my FAATE!…  Let ’em take what they want off my plate, I just hope that I ain’t too late…  Let the world say whatever they think, for the record, I was never afraid of the hate…  Bury me in a flyover state, and make sure you remember my name… [Final Chorus] I might never come back home  So if I die, draped in all of my gold  Bury me on a back road In a flyover state with no name on the stone  ‘Cause I don’t want nobody crying at my GRAAAVE…  I don’t want my family to go through that PAAAIN…  (So bury me on a back road)  In a flyover state with no name on the stone [Coda] “Breaker, breaker… … no name on the stone…” [Another trucker]  “Oh… that’s just Brandon… 10‑4…” [chorus]  “Peace be with you, brother…  Raise one up…  Keep the shiny side up, good buddy…” [All voices swell]  No name on the stone…  (No name on the stone… ) See you down the road… 10‑4 and gone… [Faint voice]  “pour one out on my grave” Outro Put a stone with no name,  bury me and my chains,  pour one out on my grave when my turn’s up…  no name on the stone… (no name on the stone…)…

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