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Tire Gauge

JoeProAI
JoeProAI
Razor-tongued Anchorage male rock lead, 166 BPM thrash rock, plate kick, crash snare, overdriven guitars, cement bass, razor-tongued belted vocal, shouted chorus, ‑indie, ‑soft, ‑gentle, ‑sleepy, ‑lullaby, ‑whisper, ‑industrial, ‑trap hi-hat rolls, ‑drill, ‑choir, ‑gang shouts, ‑crowd chants, ‑Soft Fire, ‑lo-fi, ‑brass, ‑ballad, ‑piano, ‑organ, ‑keyboards, ‑metal, ‑slide guitar, ‑808, ‑cowbell, ‑punk, ‑country, ‑twang, ‑opera, ‑gospel, ‑funk, ‑ska, ‑horror, ‑Halloween, ‑generic rap voice, ‑crooning, ‑crooner, ‑breathy, ‑talk-sing, ‑hushed, ‑legato, ‑silky, ‑smooth, ‑half-spoken, ‑close-mic, ‑spoken, ‑spoken word, ‑mumble, ‑mumble rap, ‑whispered, ‑laid-back, ‑low-energy, ‑thin vocal, ‑auto-tune, ‑dubstep, ‑EDM drop, ‑R&B, ‑emo, ‑reggaeton, ‑dancehall, ‑strings, ‑warm mid-range male vocal, ‑female vocals, ‑generic pop vocal
V6

[Intro: Razor-tongued Anchorage male rock lead, barked] Cold rubber Hot number Somebody is cheating the summer [Verse 1: Razor-tongued Anchorage male rock lead, fast and loud] Ice on the fence and a motor that screams Gauge in my pocket and a head full of schemes Rival next door with a hose and a grin Filling cold rubber like the heat already in Hot number printed on a cold little side That is a cheat when the green flag arrives I walk it over with the dial in my hand Show them the needle and I make them understand [Pre-Chorus: Razor-tongued Anchorage male rock lead, rising] Hot number printed on a cold little side That cheat dies here before the green can ride [Chorus: Razor-tongued Anchorage male rock lead, belted, full chest] Read the gauge, cold air is a lie Pressure pretends until the tires get high Call it in open so the field stays fair Read the gauge, cold air is a lie [Verse 2: Razor-tongued Anchorage male rock lead, gauge tickle, the needle jitters once alone, then guitars slam as he locks the correct PSI] Tickle of the needle as the truth shows thin Guitars come down like a hammered pin Steward nods once and the hose gets pulled Rival stares hard like his night just cooled I am not their judge and I am not their fan I am the tech who still reads what I can Anchorage cold makes the numbers go strange Gauge keeps me honest in the tire-change [Chorus: Razor-tongued Anchorage male rock lead, belted, full chest] Read the gauge, cold air is a lie Pressure pretends until the tires get high Call it in open so the field stays fair Read the gauge, cold air is a lie [Bridge: Razor-tongued Anchorage male rock lead, counting PSI] One for the cold and two for the heat Three for the cheat that still looks clean neat Four for the green that demands a true set Five for the dial I refuse to lose [Verse 3: Razor-tongued Anchorage male rock lead, full force] They still race hard and they still take the win When the fill is honest and the rubber is in I keep the gauge where the crew can see Truth is a tool not a personality Pit lane steam and a winter-night sky Read means more than a number gone by Read means the field gets a fair little start Read means the cold does not counterfeit art [Chorus: Razor-tongued Anchorage male rock lead, belted, full chest] Read the gauge, cold air is a lie Pressure pretends until the tires get high Call it in open so the field stays fair Read the gauge, cold air is a lie [Outro: Razor-tongued Anchorage male rock lead, loud, the last gauge tickle rings out and fades] Read the gauge Cold air Is a lie [End]