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Break loose
v-FiPost-Grunge,Rock,Thrash Metal,Joy,Anticipation,soulful,breakdown,fast tempo,Male Voice,Vocal Fry
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(Verse 1)
Daddy wore a tie, kept his shoes all clean
Tried to raise me right in a white-collar dream
But I found my heaven in a V8 scream
Gasoline veins and a rebel team
Got scars on my knuckles, oil on my jeans
Momma said, âBoy, that ainât what it meansâ
But when I twist that key, itâs therapy
Ainât no boardroom can set me free
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(Pre-Chorus)
Late nights, blacktop calling my name
Heartbeat syncing with the downshift flame
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(Chorus)
âCause I was born to break loose, pedal to the floor
Smoke in my lungs, canât cage me no more
Yeah, they tried to fix me, polish my soul
But Iâm steel and thunder, out of control
Iâm alive in the roar, in the midnight abuse
Yeah, Iâm born â born to break loose
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(Verse 2)
Got a â69 shell and a half-drunk plan
Turned that rust into a goddamn stand
Of freedom, baby â torque and grit
Every bolt I twist, Iâm done with âquitâ
Daddy said âSon, youâll lose that raceâ
But Iâm already gone when I see that face
Of the law in the mirror, red and blue
Just another night, nothing new
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(Pre-Chorus)
That white line whispers, âBoy, donât stopâ
Every shift hits harder than a corporate job
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(Chorus)
âCause I was born to break loose, pedal to the floor
Smoke in my lungs, canât cage me no more
Yeah, they tried to fix me, polish my soul
But Iâm steel and thunder, out of control
Iâm alive in the roar, in the midnight abuse
Yeah, Iâm born â born to break loose
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(Bridge) (half-sung, half-growled)
Got the city lights dancing off my hood
You canât tame wild when it feels this good
Let âem keep their glass and gold
Iâll take chrome and stories told
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(Breakdown)
The tires scream â like a war cry
The streetâs my church, the stars my sky
Sheâs purring low, sheâs all I need
This ainât sin, itâs gasoline creed
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(Final Chorus)
âCause I was born to break loose, pedal to the floor
Smoke in my lungs, canât cage me no more
Yeah, they tried to fix me, polish my soul
But Iâm fire and thunder, out of control
Iâm alive in the roar, under red-light truth
Yeah, Iâm born â born to break loose
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(Outro)
So if you see the taillights fade from view
Youâll know I found what I was born to do