Between the Lines
Laid-back indie blues grooves anchor the verses with crisp funk guitar, syncopated bass, and agile drums in a clean, spacious mix. Subtle synth stabs lift the pre-choruses. The chorus explodes with lively rhythm guitar, layered handclaps, and vibrant, interlocking instrumentation.
Between the Lines
Laid-back indie blues grooves anchor the verses with crisp funk guitar, syncopated bass, and agile drums in a clean, spacious mix. Subtle synth stabs lift the pre-choruses. The chorus explodes with lively rhythm guitar, layered handclaps, and vibrant, interlocking instrumentation.
Lyrics
You halt my stride with silent rules
Striped lines stretch across the street
You twist the brave into your fools
This checkered cage beneath my feet
Why you stop me there?
Who put you in charge?
Not your chains can hold me
I walk my way free
Your ruby eye begins to burn
Seconds drip like thickened glue
Orders shouted: wait your turn
Borrowed power, fake bright hue
Why you stop me there?
Who put you in charge?
Not your chains can hold me
I walk my way free
In one blink I shift my weight
Chin up high, I claim my lane
Tip the balance, challenge fate
Step beyond your fragile reign
Why you stop me there?
Who put you in charge?
Red won’t block my pathway
Green lights blaze my steps