Ride or Wrong

[Verse]
Night’s a beast tearing at my wheels
Faces blur neon signs they reel
Drunks slurring songs in the backseat haze
Cheap cologne and whiskey glaze
[Prechorus]
They laugh they shout
They spill they pout
Turn left turn right
Get me out
[Chorus]
Ride or wrong this is my fight
Five stars fading into the night
Karen screams while the meter runs
Flirt and fumble the damage done
[Verse 2]
Swipe for cash swipe for hell
Sexual whispers stories to tell
Hands that wander eyes that pry
"Can I touch you?" no I just drive
[Prechorus]
They beg they whine
Cross the line
One star rage
It’s all fine
[Chorus]
Ride or wrong this is my fight
Five stars fading into the night
Karen screams while the meter runs
Flirt and fumble the damage done

electric-driven, gritty, raw energy with distorted guitar riffs and pounding drums, rock, alternate rock