Lyrics: Caronte 2025 Youtube: Inoxidables Podcast Podcast go.ivoox.com/sq/2330386 Fingers bled on steel strings, smokey bars and cheap wine... From Chicago's roar to silent halls, I chased that twisted line. But the blues ain’t a crown, it’s a chain around my soul! Play it loud ’til the devil knows my name This road’s my only home. Bought a mansion by the pines, thought peace would heal these scars... But ghosts don’t sing in crystal halls, just the hum of idle guitars. Now the townsfolk whisper "Legend" but their eyes just scream "Old Fool" So I’ll grab my case, hitch a ride , let the highway be my tomb. Bury me in neon light, where the jukebox never dies... A crown of broken strings, my throne this blood stained stage tonight.