

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] You push too long, now the gloves are gone We don’t kneel down, we just load and move on Diesel in our blood, boots in the dirt We smile through pain, but we don’t ignore hurt From the heartland fields to the neon signs We built this place with our calloused spines We ain’t bred for retreat, we don’t bow to the fake We stand for the flag and we fight for the stakes ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] They spit on the name we were raised to defend So we’re firing back with a six-string and a pen ⸻ [Chorus] 🔥 So we send it for the stars, stripes in the sky Red in our blood and freedom in our eyes Yeah we roll through hell on four bald tires With a match in our teeth and a soul full of fire You wanted a storm? You got one now — We’re the thunder in boots, and we’re making it loud For the fallen, the fighters, the ones behind bars We raise our fists — and we send it for the stars ⸻ [Verse 2] This land don’t bend, it bites right back We ain’t afraid of your cancel attacks We fix what’s broke, drink what burns Still believe in the flag and the lessons we learned We got dogs in the truck and a prayer on the dash Steel in our spines and a tank full of gas This ain’t just pride — it’s bloodline born From soldiers to farmers, we weather the storm ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] We don’t run from heat, we walk through the flame So etch this chorus on your family name ⸻ [Chorus] 🔥 We send it for the stars, stripes in the sky Red in our blood and freedom in our eyes Yeah we roll through hell on four bald tires With a match in our teeth and a soul full of fire You wanted a storm? You got one now — We’re the thunder in boots, and we’re making it loud For the fallen, the fighters, the ones behind bars We raise our fists — and we send it for the stars ⸻ [Bridge – Spoken / Screamed hybrid] This ain’t a warning — It’s a declaration From every steel mill, cornfield, and war-torn station We don’t forget who died for our name So if you cross the line — We light the flame ⸻ [Final Chorus – Double Chorus] 🔥 Send it for the stars, stripes in the sky Red in our blood and freedom in our eyes Yeah we roll through hell on four bald tires With a match in our teeth and a soul full of fire You wanted a storm? You got one now — We’re the thunder in boots, and we’re making it loud For the fallen, the fighters, the ones behind bars We raise our fists — and we send it for the stars ⸻ [Outro] To the ones who stand tall while the cowards flee — This land is yours, and it always will be.
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Dead Love Drive’s unapologetic anthem for the proud, pissed-off, blue-collar American who ain’t backing down)
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6/22/2025