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Bury Me On A Backroad (Cover)

XtremeGrit
XtremeGrit
haunted Southern-Gothic/industrial requiem, techno EDM verse3, cinematic, theatrical, dark ambient, 95 BPM, starts stripped-back country like the original (acoustic guitar, lap steel, brushed snare, weeping violin with long bends), heartland ballad, acoustic guitar build to full band, emotional vocals, radio-ready mastering, high loudness, punchy drums, clear mix, Verse 1 warm and dusty, choruses explode into massive emotional country-soul with gang vocals and sub swells, Verse 2 slowly morphs into dark half-time industrial techno (huge sub kicks, chain-drag percussion, metallic clanks, diesel-engine bass), Bridge: towering gothic church organ and screaming violin, Spoken part “Karma comes quick”: everything drops to heartbeat kick and dripping cathedral reverb and solo violin playing the saddest possible melody, Final epic chorus with lightning-crack snare and “NO NAME!” gang shouts, Coda: soft ghostly CB radio voices over distant piano everything fades only a single heartbreaking

INTRO: “Tell my babies I love ‘em, and every mistake that I made was to make sure that they would be straight..” Mmm… Yeah   [Verse ] I chased every demon that swore I’d stay broken, Fought through the fire, came back still smokin’ Hands full of ashes, heart full of gold, I burned up the devil just to carry my soul… Yeah, I made it back… but home ain’t home anymore (Anymore).   [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 grave, I don’t want my family to go through that pain, (So bury me on a back road) In a flyover state with no name on the stone…   (Verse2 ) I’ve been riddin’ shotgun… for so long, Chasin’ the wind, might never come back home. Can’t believe that I made it this far. This isn’t only for me-- It’s for my children and the ones I love, ohHH! Even though the HATERRrrss want me to bleeddd!! (Pre-Chorus) Put a stone with no name, Bury me and my chains, Pour one out on my grave, When my turns up…I die braaave! (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 grave (grave), I don’t want my family to go through that pain, (So bury me on a back road) In a flyover state with no name on the stone…   (Bridge) They can take everything off my plate… I just pray I ain’t too late? Let the world spit whatever they spit, For the record—I never flinched at the hate, I stood at them gates, looked death in the eyes, He showed me the light I couldn’t see while alive… All the same, bury me in a flyover state, And make damn sure you remember my name… No name on a stone, (NO NAME ON THE STONE…) (Chorus) I might never come back homeee! So, if I die, draped in all of my gold, Bury me deep on a back road, In a flyover state with no name on the stone, I don’t want nobody crying at my grave, I don’t want my family to carry that pain, Let the thunder scream my name across the plain— Bury me on a back road— Where the crows won’t go… The reaper comes quick… The reaper don’t miss, I’ll be smiling while facing my fate… (Chorus) I might never come back home, So, if I die, draped in all of my gold, Bury me deep on a back road, In a flyover state with no name on the stone, To bury me in my grave I don’t want my family to carry that pain, With a stake with no name And cause the pain… (bury me on a back road) Where the crows won’t go, In a fly over state with no name on the stone no name… (no name).. no name on the stone… “Breaker, Breaker… …no name on the stone…” “Oh… that’s just Brandon… 10-4…” “Peace be with you, brother… Raise one up… Keep the shiny side up, good buddy…”   No name on the stone… (No name on the stone…) See you down the road… 10-4 and gone… “…Pour one out on my grave…”