

Prompt / Lyrics
**[Intro – warped VHS synths slammed into overdriven tube amp roar, detuned slide guitar howling through a Big Muff, thunder samples panned hard]** **[Verse 1 – outlaw drawl snarled over crunchy power chords and lofi drum machine bleeding into live kit]** Raised on cassette tapes and cheap whiskey dreams Momma prayed hard but the signal got weak Daddy chased storms in a rusted-out Ford Said, “Boy, freedom’s just wherever the wind blows toward” Now the malls are all empty, the signs are half-lit VHS angels dancin’ in the parking lot mist Pawn-shop Tele cranked through a wall of Marshalls Heart full of rust, pedals to the floor, let it dissolve **[Pre-Chorus – bass locks in with palm-muted low-end grind]** I don’t need your heaven, don’t want your chains Just a wide-open highway and digital rain **[Chorus – full plugged-in detonation: drop-A seven-strings chugging, double-kick assault, stacked distorted harmonies and gang shouts]** TAKE ME WHERE THE WIND BLOWS! Neon rust and broken trust! Satellites are fuckin’ dead, radio spits blood and dust! TAKE ME WHERE THE WIND BLOWS! Ghosts glitchin’ in the screen! Rip the sky, burn the code, ride the static in between! YEE-HAW, MOTHERFUCKER—LET IT BLEED! **[Verse 2 – heavier riff stack, wah-soaked lead lines weaving through the slide]** Billboards preach salvation in Japanese But the kanji just fades like a bad memory Robbed a convenience store for Funyuns and time Clerk didn’t care, he was lost in ’99 Tattoo of a cowboy on a dolphin in flight Glitchin’ in the moonlight, half-dead, half-alive Every town’s a rerun, every face a deepfake But the wind keeps howlin’, “One more escape” **[Pre-Chorus – breakdown tease into full drop]** **[Chorus – bigger, more guitars, octave pedals, feedback swells]** TAKE ME WHERE THE WIND BLOWS! Neon rust and broken trust! Satellites are fuckin’ dead, radio spits blood and dust! TAKE ME WHERE THE WIND BLOWS! Ghosts glitchin’ in the screen! Rip the sky, burn the code, ride the static in between! YEE-HAW, MOTHERFUCKER—LET IT BLEED! **[Bridge – total nu-metal chaos: djent chugs, turntable scratches, banjo through a Rat pedal, full scream]** SCRATCH THE SKY! TEAR THE GRID! BURN THE TAPE! FLIP THE SCRIPT! I AM THE VIRUS IN THE VAPOR! I AM THE OUTLAW IN THE GLITCH! RIDE OR DELETE—RIDE OR DELETE! **[Break – everything cuts to wind howl and clean delay-drenched slide, whisper-growl]** Somewhere past the last exit… Maps don’t show… Purple highways glow… Dead frequency calls my name… **[Final Chorus – absolute maximum volume, layered snarls, crowd chant energy]** TAKE ME WHERE THE WIND BLOWS! Thunder kick and lightning drum! Carve my name in purple fire when my outlaw run is done! TAKE ME WHERE THE WIND BLOWS! Outlaws never fuckin’ die! We just howl into the void under a vaporwave sky! YEE-HAW FOREVER—MAKE IT BLEED!
Tags
Raspy Renegade, Rough Rider, Red Neck, Gritty Gutter, Emo Southern, Vaporwave, Outlaw Country, Post-Grunge, Nu-Metal, Lo
3:27
No
2/18/2026