Wreckage

Wreckage (120 BPM, Key of A Minor) [Intro] (Soft guitar strumming with a low bass beat) Yeah, out here on these backroads, Where the scars and the stories unfold. Ain’t no map for the damage we hold, Just wreckage... scattered in the cold. [Hook] Wreckage in my soul, wreckage in my veins, Drivin' through the fire, crashin’ through the pain. Burnt bridges behind, I can’t go back again, Just wreckage, yeah, just wreckage in my name. [Verse 1] I’ve been runnin’ on fumes, heart full of rust, Dreams in the rearview, covered in dust. Whiskey on the dashboard, lies in the air, She said she’d love me, but she left me there. Midnight rides with the devil at my side, Lost in the smoke, nowhere to hide. Every mile I go, another piece of me fades, Another wrong turn, another mess I made. [Pre-Chorus] And I’m still fighting the ghosts of my past, Holdin’ on to memories that’ll never last. [Hook] Wreckage in my soul, wreckage in my veins, Drivin' through the fire, crashin’ through the pain. Burnt bridges behind, I can’t go back again, Just wreckage, yeah, just wreckage in my name. [Verse 2] Mama used to pray I’d find the light, But I’m stuck in the dark, swingin’ at the night. Truck’s barely runnin', but I keep it alive, Ain’t no road to redemption on this 9-to-5. Got a half-torn Bible and a six-pack seat, A broken shotgun ridin’ under my feet. I can hear the storm comin’, it’s callin’ my name, But I’m too far gone to ever outrun the rain. [Bridge] (Guitar solo with heavy bass drop) This road ain’t paved with gold, it’s littered with regret, The faces of the ones I lost, I’ll never forget. Every scratch, every scar, it’s part of my tale, But I’ll ride through the wreckage, even if I fail. [Hook] Wreckage in my soul, wreckage in my veins, Drivin' through the fire, crashin’ through the pain. Burnt bridges behind, I can’t go back again, Just wreckage, yeah, just wreckage in my name. [Outro] (Slow strumming fades, vocals soft) If I make it through the night, it’ll be a sign, That the wreckage won’t define this heart of mine. But for now, I’m just a man on the edge, Carvin’ out my story in the wreckage I bled. (Fades into silence with distant echoes of the beat)