DullBlah[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Steel-toe boots on a dusty backroad,
Faded flag on my sleeve, but I ain’t preachin’ the Holy Code.
Work my hands raw, pay my dues in the dirt,
But these days, my voice feels like it’s covered in hurt.
Left says I’m backwards, right says I’m lost,
Ain’t bowin’ to preachers, but I still bear the cross.
Of a nation dividin’, where the middle’s a ghost,
Just a man with his morals in a land that won’t host.
[Chorus]
Red state rage in a blue-collar vein,
Traditions ain’t scripture, but they pulse in my veins.
They call me a relic, say I’m fightin’ the tide,
But freedom’s a wildcat I’m too stubborn to hide.
[Verse 2]
Silent majority screamin’ through the noise,
Cancel culture’s a storm, and I’m just a lone cowboy.
Taxes rise like the heat in July,
But my pride won’t fit in a hashtag or lie.
Free speech ain’t free when you’re walkin’ on glass,
Progress for progress’ sake just burns like cheap gas.
I’m a flag in the wind, half-mast every day,
A patriot’s heart with no altar to pray.
[Chorus]
Red state rage in a blue-collar vein,
Traditions ain’t scripture, but they pulse in my veins.
They call me a relic, say I’m fightin’ the tide,
But freedom’s a wildcat I’m too stubborn to hide.
[Bridge]
Ain’t askin’ for praises, just a seat at the table,
Where the laws ain’t a weapon, and truth’s more than a fable.
My roots run deep where the stars and stripes bleed,
A quiet rebellion is the creed that I lead.
[Outro]
