DrPepperWolf- Highway to Hell [chill version]

[Intro] [Soft Harmonica Sample] [808 kicks distant thunder rolls] "Yeah, uh, this one’s for the lost and the left behind. Let’s ride." [Verse 1] She left Tuscaloosa on a Sunday, Gone a week, feel the blues in a new way. Miss my ol' girl, but the vibe’s changed, If Heaven’s got a two-lane, hope they widened the lane. Dashboard cracked, sky stained in blue paint, Riding dirty, just me and my own fate. [Chorus] But I ain’t blue no more, Speakers bangin', 808s roar. Southern roads where the ghosts still score, Nowhere to go but home— Ridin’ loud, they can’t hear me groan. [Bass hits hard, echoing tones] [Bridge] On this *Highway to Hell,* Tailgate flames light the motel. Forgot she left, but it’s just as well— Every puff, every sip, I inhale. [Verse 2] Throwin’ 'em back like Babe Ruth with a bat, Harder than the haters, I stay on the track. Pistons pounding like a 16-bar, Southern twang in my voice, made me who we are. In Sippin' City, failures fade like smoke, Grab a pint; we all just broke folk. [Hook] Raise it up, toast the pain away, Southern dreams always fade to gray. Engine hummin’ like a Baptist choir, On these backroads, set my world on fire. [Chorus] But I ain’t blue no more, 808s and twang still score. This beat’s too loud to let it go, Keys sharp like pain, won’t let it show. [Bridge] They put me on the *Highway to Hell,* Dungeon lit by my rebel yell. Forgot they left, but I wear it well— No breath left, still I inhale. [Breakdown] [Beat switches to halftime groove] [Spoken word flow. atmospheric keys] "Sometimes the road gets heavy, y’know? But we keep rollin', keep breathin', 'Cause what else is there to do?" [Outro] [Harmonica fade with deep bass hits] "Southern roads, lost souls, open skies. Yeah, we ride."