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Ride the Fireline 2 by Captain

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Ride the Fireline 2 by Captain - Country Rock / Country Hip-Hop Fusion music cover art

Ride the Fireline 2

Country Rock / Country Hip-Hop Fusion

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of the song, except for the melody.)
Ash on the dashboard, sunrise like a fist of gold,
Tail lights like comics, a map of all we hold.
Ash on the dashboard, sunrise like a fist of gold,
Tail lights like comics, a map of all we hold.
Radio sings the stories of the lovers and the thieves,
My booths tap the rhythm of the highway underneath.
When this ends with this old denim jacket, Every mile a promise we won't ever lack it.
On the wheel, breathe the sky, let the past unwind,
We chase the burning line that we call the fire line.
We ride the fire line, neon cornfields in our wake,
Burning like a midnight porch light, every risk we take.
Through the thunder and the hushing, through the high and the low,
We carry home in the echo of the road.
Chewed at the county fair, you winked by the cotton candy stand,
Billy's dirt track grin, you small town laugh like a marching band.
We swallow cold coffee and a gas station vow,
To chase tomorrow's skyline, no matter when or how.
Leather and heartbeat, two-step with a steady kick,
Drum I count the stars, you hum the chorus, let midnight come.
Fender hum, snare snaps, the horizon starts to guide,
And we keep leaning forward over that fire line.
We ride the fire line, neon cornfields in our wake,
Burning like a midnight porch light, every risk we take.
Through the thunder and the hush, through the high and the low,
We carry home in the echo of the road.
808 pocket type, rhythm picks up snare roll, we rip the wheel like scripture,
Bible of the blacktop, count the scars like footnotes,
To the promise that we lock, mama said mind your heart,
Daddy said chase the dawn, so I stitched the two together with a beat,
And a worn out song, hands on the lever, eyes on the line,
We negotiate fate, passing mile markers like memories,
Speeding past the gate, this ain't reckless, it's rehearsal for the life we design.
Every chorus with a compass, every beat tray is signed.
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