⚪⚫⚪⚫⚪⚫⚪⚫⚪⚪⚫⚪⚫⚪⚫⚪⚫⚪ 🎸 WELCOME TO RIG_RADIO 🎶 Upload your music. Be heard. 🔥 Join the community. Hear it live. ⚪⚫⚪⚫⚪⚫⚪⚫⚪⚪⚫⚪⚫⚪⚫⚪⚫⚪ • Upload your music → https://RIG-RADIO.com • Join the Discord → https://discord.gg/rig-radio • Listen live → https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dt6HjdwWc5I ⚪⚫⚪⚫⚪⚫⚪⚫⚪⚪⚫⚪⚫⚪⚫⚪⚫⚪ (Verse 1) I’ve been up past dawn with the cables wrong, Shoutin’ at a screen that won’t play along. Stack of failures lookin’ like a damn skyline, But I boot it up again — every… damn… time. ‘Cause somewhere out there, someone hits “play,” And that one new voice makes my whole damn day. Yeah, I take the hits, I eat the stress, But this little radio kingdom? Man… it’s still the best. (Pre-Chorus) Every glitch, every break, every meltdown I’ve had — I swear this place is drivin’ me half mad. But when a new creator drops their first track on, Something in my chest whispers: keep movin’ on. (Chorus) I’m still turnin’ the signal on, Even when the nights get long. Throw me to the fire — I’ll carry that wire, This place is where my heart belongs. Yeah the stress hits hard, but the love hits stronger, Every time I fall, I rise up longer. For the misfits, the dreamers, the ones holdin’ on — I’m still here, still loud, still turnin’ the signal on. (Verse 2) Sometimes I swear I’m holdin’ this world with duct tape, And the damn thing still tries to make its escape. I fail, I slip, I curse like hell — But the grind’s the story only I can tell. I see their names pop up — brand-new creators, Hungry little sparks turnin’ into lasers. That’s the reason I stay in the fight, That’s the fuel that keeps the rigs lit at night. (Pre-Chorus) Yeah, the pressure’s heavy like a stone on my chest, But I wasn’t built for quittin’ — I was built for the stress. Every time doubt tries pullin’ me off track, I hear the beat of the dream callin’ me back. (Chorus) I’m still turnin’ the signal on, Even when the nights get long. Throw me to the fire — I’ll carry that wire, This place is where my heart belongs. Yeah the stress hits hard, but the love hits stronger, Every time I fall, I rise up longer. For the misfits, the dreamers, the ones holdin’ on — I’m still here, still loud, still turnin’ the signal on. (Bridge) Maybe I’m crazy — hell, maybe I’m right, But somebody needs this, every damn night. And if I gotta bleed so a dream gets born, Then stitch me up later — I’ll power through the storm. (Final Chorus) I’m still turnin’ the signal on, Even when the hope feels gone. rig radio’s the heartbeat — I’m built for the heat, I’ll keep this whole thing movin’ on. Yeah the world hits hard, but I hit harder, I’m stubborn as hell and I ain’t gettin’ smarter. For the lost ones, the bold ones, the ones holdin’ on — I’m still here… still standin’ strong… still turnin’ the signal on. [repeat ] [outro]
