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This is the official audio release of *Blacktop* by *BasArts*
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📖 *Lyrics*
("This road don’t end. It just swallows you slower.")
Rolled outta dust with a smile full of sin
Whitewall demons and a chrome-plated grin
Dashboard cracked but she still growls mean
Tank half-full, but my soul runs clean
Got a skull shift knob and a backseat ghost
And a V8 growl like it’s raising a toast
To the saints we smoked and the deals we broke
Rubber burns prayers while the lawman chokes
Don’t need no map, just the heat in my hands
Tail-lights bleeding like a promise that stands
We burned the blacktop clean
Left our names in the gasoline
Thunder’s the beat in my chest
A rebel hymn, never laid to rest
We’re ghosts with keys and chrome
Racing the dark back home
Downshift, let it scream —
We burned the blacktop clean
Bones in the trunk and love on the dash
Lipstick red with a temper like flash
Radio tuned to a song that ain’t there
I dance with fate in the midnight air
Passed the crossroad, took the dare
Tires screamin' “don’t you care?”
Every mile’s just borrowed breath
The next curve might flirt with death
Gravel sings under steel and fire
This machine’s my funeral pyre
We burned the blacktop clean
Left our names in the gasoline
Thunder’s the beat in my chest
A rebel hymn, never laid to rest
We’re ghosts with keys and chrome
Racing the dark back home
Downshift, let it scream —
We burned the blacktop clean
A hundred on the dial and a kiss goodbye
She said, ‘Don’t lift your foot when you hear me cry.’
So I lit a smoke and let her ride
With the Devil’s grin and the angel’s pride.
Burn out the guilt, redline the shame
Every scar’s just part of the game
No rearview left to check
Just the roar and the wreck
We burned the blacktop clean
Left our names in the gasoline
Thunder’s the beat in my chest
A rebel hymn, never laid to rest
We’re ghosts with keys and chrome
Racing the dark back home
Downshift, let it scream —
We burned the blacktop clean
("She don't stop... 'til you do.")
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